here's the thing, see...
I was planning on moving to Brooklyn next year. Seems like the logical first step towards that hipster, artistic, somewhat poor college student (hello, credit cards? student loans?) state of being.
However! Tonight I received news that a friend of mine needs to sublet his studio apartment on Lexington Ave. And I'm getting an amazing deal.
Woops. There goes Brooklyn. Maybe later, hipster scene. Besides, your ass is getting all familial on me. So for now, Manhattan is my girl.
And if I live that close to the 456, I vow to go to Central Park more often. I've been... 3 times this year. Not nearly enough. Maybe I'll even exercise like everyone else there.
And so close to Tisch and NYU... I won't need an unlimited metrocard anymore. And I can have a friend stay over for a week, and not worry about the damned security guards and overstaying the 3 night limit.
And! This is great news: Laundry two doors down. Come on!
PS- LJ, it's been a long time, old pal.
However! Tonight I received news that a friend of mine needs to sublet his studio apartment on Lexington Ave. And I'm getting an amazing deal.
Woops. There goes Brooklyn. Maybe later, hipster scene. Besides, your ass is getting all familial on me. So for now, Manhattan is my girl.
And if I live that close to the 456, I vow to go to Central Park more often. I've been... 3 times this year. Not nearly enough. Maybe I'll even exercise like everyone else there.
And so close to Tisch and NYU... I won't need an unlimited metrocard anymore. And I can have a friend stay over for a week, and not worry about the damned security guards and overstaying the 3 night limit.
And! This is great news: Laundry two doors down. Come on!
PS- LJ, it's been a long time, old pal.