no matter how important it may be, sleep never seems like the right answer.
and yet it usually is. *sigh*
saw an apartment today. 4 bedrooms in Spanish Harlem. corinne and i are thinking of moving pretty soon, as our lease is up at the end of april. why would we leave our ceramic-tiled, overclimatized, leaky, fluorescent-lit, windowless hovel in hipsterzombie stinksofsulfur east williamsburg, you ask?
a room with a view.