an apartment!

Kind of. A future apartment, more like. After 42 craigslist emails, 18 replies, and 7 visits, I've found the lucky spot. From June 1st to August 31st I'll be living in "Hell's Kitchen," a neighborhood just blocks from Times Square. Yes, Hell's Kitchen. The apartment belongs to two girls who are taking off for the summer, and is the nicest, closest, cheapest place I saw. By "nicest" I mean the 5th floor of an old building without an elevator- ha- but it's a little bigger (almost has a living room!), a little cleaner, and a lot better taken care of than many (all?) of the others I looked at. By "closest," I mean 25 minutes walking to everywhere I'll frequent- work, the park, shopping, etc- and by "cheapest," well, we won't go into that. The neighborhood seems really clean and safe, and there are piles upon piles of restaurants, bars, and coffee shops close by.

The catch: I'll be living with "Chris," (a random guy) which was not part of my original plan. I did already meet him and he seems nice enough... maybe a little younger (?), from Florida, works with video/film. I must admit I'd originally hoped to live with 2-3 other "young professional" girls, but the apparent lack thereof- combined with the "nicest-closest-cheapest"- roped me in at the offer. Ah, and I'll have Internet (whew), rooftop-access, and A/C eventually. I can't say there's a whole lot of space, but I can say that visitors are more than welcome. Sign yourself up.