In a month's time I found an apartment and a job in NYC.
The apartment was through a friend of a friend of a friend.
The job was through a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend.
Tomorrow I'm chucking my cat into a borrowed SUV along with my clothes and papers, and we're moving in to our new martini palace.
My roommate also has a cat. Her cat and mine are both black, excepting hers is a little bit white, like a slave at Monticello.
I'm glad my cat will get to know her people a little better.
i'm a white writer. in new york. original, no? i've been blogging since october 2002. this blog picks up in october 2008, when i moved from DC to NY...(and then I moved to Maine in 2012)