I can't tell you how happy I am to be back in Park Slope.
The price of this privilege is a significant amount of square footage in the bedroom. So the bed has been raised 7 inches to accommodate storage and the furniture is going public or going on the curb. While this coincides with earlier pledges to live light, I'm still feeling inconvenienced. And because all my crap is in the living room (also know as "common area") where it is cramping not only me but my lovely roommates, I'm feeling a bit of urgency to jettison the non essentials.
If you are in need of a desk, lamp, chair, or bookshelf, give me a holler. Or, check for my posts on craigslist.
31 August 2008
28 August 2008
This is my life?
Today walking on the path in central park
Me (taking my earbud out while walking towards a man who was walking towards me on the path): Is that a Labradoodle?
Man (slightly out of breath from walking): No, its a Goldendoodle
(the two women he just passed stop to turn around and mumble to each other, clearly impressed)
Me (taking my earbud out while walking towards a man who was walking towards me on the path): Is that a Labradoodle?
Man (slightly out of breath from walking): No, its a Goldendoodle
(the two women he just passed stop to turn around and mumble to each other, clearly impressed)
24 August 2008
Help, I'm homeless (Well, might be soon)
All day I have been writing:
I am writing in response to your apartment listing on Craigslist. Please call me to set up an appointment to view the apartment.
Bla, bla, bla
Apartment hunting is tiring work. Especially when you don't even know where you want to live.
My feet are sore and my legs are sticky sweaty. At least the weather has stayed in the comfortable 70's and I got a cool new duffel bag last night at the Mets Astros game. I have to say, I was impressed by the Mets fans continued enthusiasm and proud of those 'stros. 8-3: not to shabby! Too bad its doesn't mean much this late in the season.
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