So, my NLG (non lesbian girlfriend) and I just moved in to our first apartment. We are products of Suburbia and Daddy always taking care of us. As you can imagine, we have run into a lot of situations where we were clueless. Here is a quick run-down of some of them:
- Moving/arranging furniture
- Hanging mirrors, picture, decorations (required frantic call to our sometimes "house husband")
- Scary high school girls threatening innocent commuters on subway
- A women's drug overdose, resulting in mouth foaming, subway car evacuation, termination of normal commute
- Frigidness due to the fact that our landlord pays the heating bill
- Going out in the city and being hit on by D and the "best DJ in the world"
- City parking, with the occasional bumper tap
- Parking tickets
- SPIDERS (NLG got quite the bite, we are about to bug bomb our apartment)
There will be more to come...I promise.
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