Misidentify
Our apartment is on display. Right on the corner. She told me about this guy she opens for sometimes who
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
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
A Done Deal
After a fight with the subway steps Sunday morning on the way to get the U-Haul, making deals with the
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'
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
Moving Blues
This is getting ridiculous. I want nothing more than to be out of my apartment in two weeks. But Jill
Singin’ at Rubyfruit
I just got back from Rubyfruit. The bar attracts quite an interesting mix of women of all ages and hairstyles.
47 Days to Go … Hopefully
The apartment search has officially begun; last night, I cemented my future plans with Jill. We're going to
Why I Love New York
I'm not sure I've spent much time thinking about reasons why I either hate or love