So I know it’s only been a few weeks…but uh…want to look for a place together? I recently had this conversation last night. This conversation has a slight level of awkwardness no matter who you are talking with. This conversation had a level 2 awkwardness- friend level. See, I’m not being an idiot, I wasn’t talking to a man. I learned enough from a certain South African to know when (and if I ever) live with a man it will be a long, drawn out, carefully considered conversation. No, this conversation was with my new roommate. See, the place I’m living now is only a temporary sublet. Yes, I went through all that trouble of moving just to live here for two months. It beats being homeless. Now the move continues for November. But this time I’m not alone, this time if the movers are 4 hours late, I’ll be waiting with my new roommate who is awesome.
We met acting at a renaissance fair together. She is the chillest person ever, which means a lot considering how many San Franciscans I know. She’s hilarious and adorable all in an interesting, mellow way, with a little bit of an edge. Like a fine wine? I wish I could just sit on a porch, drink PBR, and shoot the sh*t with her forever that’s basically what we did all summer. We avoided beer bellies by running to the nearby lake during the day. We would reach the lake, admire the view, jump in, and run back. It’s the perfect way to exercise. In a beer drinking contest, Tolly can drink me under the table (she’s from Baltimore, it’s not fair), but running and gabbing- we’re perfectly matched. Tolly is the perfect person to ease my pain of not living with Miranda anymore (don’t worry, nothing happened, she can just afford the rent increase and I decided I couldn’t). She is also the person to bring back my Other New York Clichés Feature! Meet my new roommate:
Name/prefered pseudonym: Tolly
Borough and neighborhood: Currently I live in Manhattan (Harlem), but I am waiting eagerly the day I can afford to move back to Brooklyn.