Well goodnews (Jesus saves souls, by catching the subway) … I am officially a New York Resident .. ya yah YAH … ok after that little pat on the back, it is great to confirm that I now have a property in West Village. No thanks to bloodsucking building management who have demanded 6 months rent in advance because I have no credit rating in the US. No worries that I may go bankrupt and be flat broke for the next 6 months … or that I may not be able to afford to buy a bed to sleep on!!!

Sorry, I digress, goodnews (Jesus saves, foodstamps, since he pays so much to the building managers!) … after much impatience about finding somewhere to live, I think I can tell you that I simply live in the coolest part of New York City that could exist. I can throw a stone at Magnolia Bakery’s door – not that I would, unless the were closed when I was feeling sad and in need to a pretty cupcake with ever so gay icing on it, with spinkles and a cup of steamed milk.

I will be moving in September 1 (rather than August 15, for which those bloodsuckers wanted 4 weeks rent for the remaining 2 weeks of the month … hmmm I am devious, I have a long memory you children of the beast!), this should give me enough time to sell myself on the street corners of West Village so as to afford furniture … hmm failing that I will take the savings I make from buying the best French pastry in all of New York from Patisserie Claude ($1.25 for a heavenly brioche, is a saving of $15 for the pure joy it offers).

Ok my dinner tonite is at Johnny Rockets (42 E8th)… like a Burger King makeover, but the burgers are pretty damn nice …

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