Sometimes I miss you, but most of the time I don’t.
Let’s hear it for leaving New York!
Remember, but don’t live in, the past and be strong enough to keep moving forward.
NYC is the hardest test of love.
The Mayor of NYC is Murphy and these are his laws.
I’ve got my mind on pizza and pizza boxes all over my apartment.
I had my doubts about us…but we made it!
No real passion for fashion.
A brief written account of my most notable life experiences.
We’re a couple of crayons, living together in a box.
I’ll get motivated when everyone else isn’t.
Ending the year on a quiet note, in a loud city.
It’s our party, but no one should really sing if they want to.
What’s much better than a fruit cake for the holidays? A holiday banana!
An indoor girlfriend is a happy girlfriend.
Love is not measured by the blissful moments but by surviving the anything-but-moments in-between.
Do not pass go…
A figurative look at moving to NYC.
I’ve got mold on my mind.
Where’d she go?
A bad attitude causes more than wrinkles.
NYC shook like my hands at Sunday brunch (just a little).
Blame it on the rain…and bad manners.
NYC is a lot like a Mojito.
Hailing a headache.
Bums in different area codes.
It’s 102 degrees outside, which feels like 113, which feels like burning.
Donde la comida?