NLG's New BLOG

It's fun!

Nine Months in the Ivy League.

It's a Tumblr and awesome, I might switch over.

Enjoy!

lolz!

I'm sorry I have to say something...

Hi all,
Haven't written in a while and this certainly isn't about apartments, but I am fuming.

Are you familiar with the recent Marie Claire post? If you're not, please at least glance at it.

I hope you're saying to yourself "are you f-ing kidding me?"

I just caught up on the story. (FYI: Twitter and blogs went nuts, people are outraged- all right after Maura Kelly posted her extremely intelligent post on a NATIONAL MAGAZINE'S WEBSITE.)

I really like the way Josh Shahryar from the Huffington Post put it. PLEASE take some time to check out his post.

Hey Maura- I hope you're fired. I'm appalled that MC has decided to stand by you. Your apology is bull s**t. As someone who is recovering from an eating disorder, what right do you have to insult others who MAY/MAY NOT have a similar condition!? Oh and I DARE you to replace "fat" with black/Asian/gay. See where that gets you...prejudice is prejudice. Congrats you won the prize.

Locked out?

Chat can help

Chapeau

I bought a cat. for me. and for the house. His name is Chapeau. He is the man of the house now.



He's been a great addition so far, and for my own amusement, I'd like to provide you with a list of his other names:

Hat
Cappy
Chap
Chat
Chit
Champois
Chitty
Cat
Kitty
Chaperone
Shampoo
Champignon
Champagne
Chardonnay
Charades
Bouffanda
Gants

This post will be updated regularly as people come up with great additions.

ew ew ew

Just so you know how she's doing, an email from NLG:

i have to go back to the fucking oral surgeon. i am so angry i could kill someone. and if you could see me, you would laugh. but you wouldn't, because that would mean you'd have be within 20 feet of me. which is apparently a bad thing, because THAT IS HOW BAD MY MOUTH/BREATH SMELLS FROM THE INFECTION.

As of today, her mouth is relatively healed as she traveled to LI to commence her LDR.

Other news, we had our housewarming, went well, except when we broke out into a dance party, the landlord called. fail. hopefully we will be model citizens from here on out though. We hung out outside and didn't cause any noise as far as we know.

Check out my Facebook for some housewarming and FI fun.

New Digs

A taste of the new neighborhood..
A Patisserie with "yum and brie everywhere"- roommate

Pancakes for "Fuel"

Retiring....?

So I've contemplated retiring this blog, as I, starting yesterday, do not live with NLG anymore. She has moved to Philadelphia to attend UPENN (wahooo!) and has just finished her masters at NYU. I miss her already and am still dealing with our annoying landlord.

We moved most of our things out this weekend, however I have to go back and clean up tonight and MOVE THE HEAVIEST DRESSER IN THE WORLD OUT TO THE CURB. Grrrrr...

To wrap it all up, on moving day is when we most especially needed a house husband. Luckily we had Tiki, our sometimes house husband, Juan (BF of NLG) and Ross, my NEW roommate's friend, helping us. All were sufficient and extremely perfect house husbands. What we would've done without them was cry.

I urge you to check out my new roommate's blog, as she has been recording her days in Brooklyn after her Euro adventure.

For now, I'd like you to check out our latest addition, for our porch, because they're windproof:

Who's excited for cold showers!?

The water has been turned on and off the past few days. Our land lady is always helpful and calls to let us know. Today it was turned off, then turned on, but it's not hot. She called me to tell me this and then I called Kate. We later IMed.

also
booo no hot water
me: i knowww
idk what to do
cold shower?
thoughts?
NLG: wash hair in sink
me: and like wash with a washcloth
the rest of us
HAHA
BLOG
NLG: ew ew ew

Winter Storm Advisory ?

Sooo, it was supposed to blizzard this weeekend. NLG and I were on LI, there was no blizzard...Brooklyn, maybe...still not sure.

It's supposed to really blizzard again tonight. Here's an email I just received. (Note the was she signs it.)

Please see link below:

http://www.weather.com/weather/today/Brooklyn+NY+11214?lswe=11214&from=searchbox_localwx

I talked to my aunt...apparently if its really going to snow like this there is a high chance that our tracks will freeze. We're going to need to get ourselves up a little earlier tomorrow to call 311/figure out what is going to happen if we can't get in.

Balls.
xo,
NLG

Another email I just received:

I am not excited. This has the potential to be the FAILEST commute in the HISTORY of commutes. What do you think the likelihood of school being closed is?

AND another:
Mrs. NLG said she was watching our news at home last night and they were talking about snow in terms of like "An inconvience, wear your boots, buy a snow blower" etc. and they said that this is going to be "Crippling". She said the entire northeast is under a giant purple circle on the screen which she is now calling "the circle of terror".

I wish I was kidding lol

Ugh, she is funny. They just keep getting better.

hahah great :) I'm glad I can provide some Tuesday morning humor about the potential TERROR filled snow storm that is coming our way. This better be epic, otherwise I'm going uptown to talk to Sam Champion about getting my hopes up. I bet he gets off on making us all excited/petrified for snow and then stealing it away from us. Jerk.

Dear Cablevision, we still hate you.

I can't gchat at work anymore, so NLG and I email constantly (as if we DON'T live together).

Backstory: For the 4th time since we've lived there, our internet has failed. The amount of time that we've been out of wireless has probably totaled close to two months.

WE HATE CABLEVISION.


Here's a sample of our email frenzy.

Me: cable guy is currently on our roof. i hate them. could not understand him.

NLG: i swear to god if this is not fixed i am going to go postal.

Me: i was thinking, today, or if this happens again, our threat (to cablevision) will be that we are going to get our landlord and neighborhood involved and file a suit against cablevision for monopolizing our cable/internet ability. then we should threaten to call the city and request that we have a different service provider.

in reality it's far fetched, but i'm so over it. and that's a scary threat

NLG: I don't think they will care, really. I'll call them today and deal with the bill situation. Can you send me their number?

A fire party

Wednesday was quite the eventful day in the apartment. Fire trucks and sirens woke NLG up at 6 am on her first day of class for the semester, and I returned home from work to see ConEd emergency vehicles lining our block, and all of the manholes open.



"Now you're going to have rats!"--mother of NLG) Sweet.

I guess it was no big thing. Roommate is a huge fan of 311 ("they're so helpful!") so she whipped them a call and they said the men were just working.

Good, next time there are fire trucks on my street, sirens, emergency vehicles and men under the road, I won't panic.



Since Wednesday was the day of fire, NLG decided to have a little celebration.

Preface: We are sitting in the living room, watching the Real World DC (we dig Andrew and his attempt to de-virginize himself), and we had just finished dinner. NLG pops out of her chair and says "Well! Time to make some popcorn for tomorrow, so it goes stale!"

You like stale popcorn?

I have known the girl for 5 years, lived with her for 5 months, I feel as if I should know this absurd fact.

Anyways. I am diddling around my room, picking things up, sort of getting ready for bed. I hear her walk over to the microwave, open it, and shout "WASP!" (well my real name actually, no we don't refer to each other as our pen names in the apartment.)

I run over and see smoke pouring out of the microwave, and cozying right up to the kitchen ceiling. As a reflex, I grab a dishcloth and start waving it in front of the smoke detector (we set it of regularly). NLG throws the firey bag of corn into the sink and runs the water. She opens the window.


Amazingly enough we didn't set the smoke alarm off. However, she burnt the inside of the microwave and nearly killed us both.



It was a combination of the laughing and thick (yes, dramatic) smoke covering the apartment, that made tears stream down our faces.




Quote of the evening: "Should we go to the hospital because of smoke inhalation??"

No, NLG, we don't have to go to the hospital, we are fine and laughing, however you've made our home permanently smell like burn.

Three days letter, the stench is still going strong.

Epilogue: Next morning I slept a little later, but not without a little interruption from the smoke detector, courtesy of NLG's egg white breakfast.

NYE

My New Year's Eve was one that I've never experienced, nor would like to ever again. I don't need to go into detail, but I would like to share with you my brother's comments on it.

Note: I partied with kids who thought they were better than me because I live in Brooklyn. (most, not all)
ALSO, "Nance News" is our mother.

"heard more about you new years adventure from Nance News. I just wanted to let you know that I too am interested in becoming a fincancial worker Manhattanite so that I may finally enjoy comfortable sweater vests beneath which I may wear my pretentious dress shirt, an option which may allow for me to then pop the collar... at my discretion. I would then like to remind you that you are a cheapskate who lives in Brooklyn, while I'm a money-savvy investor who lives in an apartment that is the same size as yours but twice as expensive, and who also drinks Coors Light like every other college kid on the planet. Wish me luck on my endeavor."