Dear friends,
I know it has been a while since my last blog post, but here I am to ameliorate the situation (or as the cool kids say, the "situ").
Recently, I've had to suffer through Transition housing from summer to fall, where Palladium told me to vacate my apartment in 24 hours. Yes, I came home from work to a sign on my door telling me to leave...in 24 hours.
I packed, and I packed, ready to move to Greenwich Hotel. Which, I did! Despite the biggest storm ever, I moved in successfully with the help of Serena.
Before I say anything else: I love the West Village. It's chic, it's quiet, it's like my new favorite neighborhood because I think I can get to know the coffee shop man.
Now, I'm saying more: Aside from the bunk beds, the small room, the lack of ventilation, the shower that was impossible to turn on, no knob for the oven, a paucity of light, a paucity of internet ethernet jacks...
It's kind of nice.
The internet situation (all situations) in our room is shitty. There's only two ethernet plugs and they're both on my side of the room, and no extension cord will really do it any justice.
I was able to connect for a little while to someone's wireless called "WeAreANiceFamily" (suspicious?) But after I sent an e-mail, my life failed to continue to work.
That night, we (Serena and I) bought the wireless router and set it up, but of course, since our internet connection wasn't originally working, said router did not either. We named it Jon*, after this guy that spoke to us in the lobby and told us to stay away from Belkins brand.
Anyway, our password became something along the lines of saying NYU Fails.
Afterwards we were suddenly far from all our favorite dining/delivery places. Everyone delivers to Union Square -- because all the tasty food is around us. And so we found some place (as I stole internet) and ordered from a sandwich place. It took them 1.5 hours to get us the sandwiches, and they were dry, to say the least.
To make ourselves happy with a lack of TV, phone (my blackberry died the following morning at 9.20AM after it had been fully charged at 8:00 AM --- reasons of death are unknown, but I think he was searching a little too hard for the signal that would not come), and internet, we went next door to D'Agostino and bought myself pudding (and a copy of the New Yorker).
Mmm...yes. We went back (the Security Guard knew us by then) and got free magazines that did not entertain us too much. High fashion magazines and Teen Vogue were not really enticing enough (we also got a copy of this India nationalism magazine...)
We set up Jon, and then suddenly WeAreANiceFamily overtook Jon! I was so confused -- they're too different networks, but for some reason Jon became a part of WeAreANiceFamily --- I was skeptical.
Then 9:00 PM came around and I took a shower.
'Twas an evening to remember, I suppose!
*name was changed for privacy purposes