My Life Is Hard
After careful assurances that there wouldn't be any problems with doormen, I have moved into my new apartment. It's fair enough, I guess. Understatement alert! I actually feel like I'm living in a hotel. Couches, big bed, comfy chair, table, washer and dryer and dishwasher in the apartment. Apparently there's a gym on the top floor. Big TV. Fantastic sounding stereo. All I have to do is not destroy it.