Now that I’m in NYC, everyone asks me why I moved here. Well, I’ve always wanted to. Ever since I was a teenager I thought about living in the big city. In NYC I could stay up late and have plenty of things to do. I could go to Broadway shows. And I could see… Read more Why I Moved to NYC
This weekend, rather than go outside in the 90 degree heat, I decided to finally put together my kitchen table and stools. I’m still recovering from going through the stages of putting together furniture. Stage 1: Feeling overconfident. Toolbox? Check. Box cutter? Check. Glass of water? Check. Let’s do this. Stage 2. What are this?… Read more The Stages of Putting Together Furniture
Between work during the week and visitors on the weekends, I haven’t had a chance to write. So with that shitty excuse, I give you a list instead. A man screaming in the street in broad daylight, butt naked. A woman pushing a stroller and drinking a beer, without pants on. A man pissing on… Read more Things I’ve Seen in NYC so Far
My boyfriend flew out to NYC from Michigan last Thursday to visit me for 5 days. He’s not a big fan of NYC. We took a trip to NYC about a year and half ago and stayed in a hotel in Chelsea. It was loud and crowded, of course. And it just got louder and… Read more I Ate My Way Through New York; Someone Get Me a Vegetable
More Hamilton titles. I can’t help it. I almost had a panic attack and Hamilton brings me back to a happy place. The reason for my near panic attack was an article in Lifehacker titled “What It Feels Like to Die”. I only got a few paragraphs in before my chest tightened and my face… Read more When My Time is Up, Have I Done Enough?
Yeah, that’s a Hamilton reference in the title. But no, I didn’t not choose an apartment in Harlem because of the Hamilton reference. Out of all the neighborhoods I looked at, it was the only one that made me feel somewhat at home. I recognized the music coming from radios: Slick Rick, Deborah Cox, Ice… Read more I Got a Little Place in Harlem and I’m Gonna Figure It Out