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Most people think I'm crazy to attempt to live off of Craigslist. I say, who's not crazy trying to get any job out there right now? On the other hand, they're not entirely wrong. Luckily, I've hoarded away my savings like Scrooger for this moment, so I have a little bit of a cushion, and I'm realistic about my standard of living. Today's dinner? Pasta with canned tomato sauce, mmm-mm.



This week was my first week of job hunting. I'm a little bit sorry that I didn't go out on a limb… Continue

Today we went to go pick up my bed. The one that I got on Craigslist. Oh man, this was the sort of introduction to my new life in NYC that I expected.



"We" being my two new roommates, Cate and Zack. They were awesome to help me. None of us have a car, so it was the three of us trying to get the mattress from the West Side back to Staten Island on the subway and the ferry.



Cate is awesome. She's like this punk rock emo princess who's studying fashion (but lives on Staten… Continue

I'm in my new place! I cannot tell you how happy I am. I am cozily in my own room - my OWN room, with no one else snoring three inches from my nose. I'm not in Manhattan anymore, and I'm still paying an outrageous amount of money for the right to breathe in this tiny apartment, but it's all worth it to get away from Hateful Howard.



Did you know he threw a party at our apartment last night? Beer pong table and all? Didn't ask me, of course. I'm actually not even sure I was invited. He… Continue

I cannot live in that apartment.



Wendy and I got into yesterday - first of all, I am so glad I am not keeping a car here. I felt like it was no cover night at the club, except instead of some skeevy punk ass trying to slide all over you it was some huge SUV driven by some crazed soccer mom in designer. So we get into the City, and it's all beautiful lights and taxi cabs and a dream-like drive over the George Washington Bridge, and after some confusion and a minor altercation with a… Continue