Live-Blogging Their Blind Date
I'm hanging at a cool place (defined as such because of the beer selection) called Ini Ani in
Gotta Love Park Slope
As seen on Union Street between Sixth and Seventh Avenues.
The Strike’s End
Who cares? At this point, I can't even concern myself with the minutiae that comes with these things.
Convos Outside My Bedroom Window
Here's what I don't get. People standing right the hell outside my bedroom window, which is
I’m Official
I finally got my bloody driver's license yesterday. I almost had to get into a scuffle last week
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
Singin’ at Rubyfruit
I just got back from Rubyfruit. The bar attracts quite an interesting mix of women of all ages and hairstyles.
Cruised on Christopher
The only plan I had for the evening was to hang out with Kirsten. Dinner at Mexicana Mama in the
For the Love of Books
I had a grand plan to detail the exhilaration I felt when I walked down Madison Ave. tonight and happened