Alas

Unfortunately, the novelty of living off of Second Avenue faded. Even Singing Guy could not cheer us up as we endured night after night of our apartment shaking and vibrating from the subway construction.

Julie and I became tired--so very tired--of crossing a major construction site every time we had to do laundry. We became tired of the dust that crept into our apartment even though our windows were closed. We became sick of living in a walk-up, and the Gristedes vs Key Foods battle soured. Alas, we even became tired of taking the always-delightful, always-punctual, always-spacious and clean 6 train to work.

By the time our lease was up, 95th Street had lost its charm, and we moved.

Now we must decide about the fate of this poor, homeless blog. Should we continue, even though its name will become a misnomer?

-Marissa

P.S: We found out that the Become Your Dream Guy is not, indeed and unfortunately, Singing Guy. Alas.