Siddity in the City

Lest one believe that all my days are spent moping about and dragging myself from apartment viewing to apartment viewing, I should probably point out that I’ve been having some pretty good weekends, lately.
Last Friday, I had a late afternoon interview in midtown and then caught up with Stolie and Bro for dinner and drinks […]

I could have heeded any of a number of signs, beginning with the phonecall to the monosyllabic, depressive landlord:
“Hello? Mr. Mal?”
*Sigh* “Yes.”
“I’m calling about the $850 Queens studio. Is that still available?”
*Groan, sigh* “Yes.”
“Can I come see it tomorrow?”
*Pause. Heaving sigh.* “Yes.”
I wakened to dark skies, downpours, and sodden earth. I got a solo seat […]

Girl at ATM #1: “God, I need that fucking check. My mom’s being such a bitch. Doesn’t she understand I’m a big girl with bills to pay?”
Girl at ATM #2: “Um, yeah, that she pays for.”
Girl #1: “Well, at least I’m doing an internship, she has to give me credit for that.”
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Speaks for itself, dunnit? […]

I have tried to blog this month a dozen times. Every time the post is either shitty or eaten.
This time, I’m hoping it won’t be eaten, because, really, I can’t take any more. I can’t. Don’t give a whore’s chocolate starfish if it’s shitty, though.
So here, my shitty, baby-Jesus-hates-me, moon-is-retrograde, might-as-well-go Unabmomber-in-the-mountains month […]

Oh, how the mighty have fallen. Once, I would have smarmily insisted I would never leave this island for the boroughs. I disdained The Queens, ignored the Bronx and Staten Island, and swore the only things worth trekking to Brooklyn for were Target and the BMA.
*shaking head*
Ha. How foolish I have been. Nothing–nothing–on this island […]