Apt. 3B

Oh yeah! Yes, yes, I found an apartment. If I didn’t have a foam mattress on stilts, I would jump on my bed in jubilation. Now, I know you are asking yourself, ‘Did that crunchy girl move near co-op or what?’ Well, first of all I am not crunchy, I just like organic foods at less than conventinal prices. Secondly, no. I am staying in Williamsburg. While walking through one cramped apartment after another, I had some time to consider what’s important. Call me crazy, I pick my friends over food. Also, it just worked out that way. I fell in love with place and its rent-stabilized appeal.