Henry Pickavet

30
Apr

Misidentify

Our apartment is on display. Right on the corner. She told me about this guy she opens for sometimes who
30
Apr

Birth Control and Adult Powder

My friend Anna is broken. She smacked her foot up a couple of weeks ago in a drunken excursion and
5 min read
27
Apr

And What Else is There to Discuss?

Writing woes. Writing. Woes. Feedback. Seems I can't deal with it. Well, that's not true. I
1 min read
26
Apr

A Done Deal

After a fight with the subway steps Sunday morning on the way to get the U-Haul, making deals with the
1 min read
23
Apr

Things I’ll Miss About Windsor Terrace

Um.....uh. Oh, I have one. The proximity of the F train to my front door. And, uh, let'
1 min read
18
Apr

Farewell, Fond F, Futile F, Fickle F, Fu….

"I really want you two to have the apartment," were the words my new landlord told Jill over
3 min read
17
Apr

Moving Blues

This is getting ridiculous. I want nothing more than to be out of my apartment in two weeks. But Jill
6 min read
26
Mar

Singin’ at Rubyfruit

I just got back from Rubyfruit. The bar attracts quite an interesting mix of women of all ages and hairstyles.
1 min read
13
Mar

47 Days to Go … Hopefully

The apartment search has officially begun; last night, I cemented my future plans with Jill. We're going to
05
Mar

Why I Love New York

I'm not sure I've spent much time thinking about reasons why I either hate or love
5 min read