Oct 17, 2006 17:58
my apartment application was accepted. Im going to have a heart attack. I have an apartment! now there is only a terrific amount of paperwork to fill out,the western union-ing of money, the setting up of new bank accounts, the cardiac arrest I need to recover from, the sleep to catch up on. and I have to move. I dont even have silverware.
but. who the fuck needs silverware, a bed, dishes, a coffee maker when you have an apartment?? in brooklyn?
I can no longer cop out and come home. which I was thinking about.