Pygmania

First off, let me apologize for not posting as regularly as I said I would. I suck at blogging. I am not made for this digi-generation, I know. I would be better set with a nice Morse code message (remember??). Anyways, this is my attempt at constructing a hasty summary of The Hard Time of A.G. Comiskey. 1) I found an apartment!!! I'm leasing a place for a year with josh, Sean's older brother, mainly out of convenience (since we've been living together for about 2 months now anyways). Also, now I can trap Sean into gay marrying me and making me a real woman. Fuck yes. Anyways, the address it 289 Classon Avenue, it's in Brooklyn - border of Clinton Hill/BedStuy (but obviously I'm going to pretend I'm Biggie and say I live in BedStuy) right across from Pratt. Third floor walk-up, two bedrooms, big kitchen/living room area, exposed brick in every room, hardwood floors, fire escape from my room which faces south I think. I think you'll love it, I'll take pic