I had lunch on Tuesday with a friend from high school who has been living here for about a year, and is attending NYU. We met up on Houston St, and walked to a Peruvian restaurant in the East Village. It was fun, and I ate a lot, including fish ceviche, empanadas, and a red snapper dish. I also tried a Peruvian drink called pisco, which is added to a cola.
After lunch, he showed me around the East Village more, and it was actually the first time I had seen it in the daylight. There's a lot of nightlife and restaurants there now, and what used to be gritty and dangerous is now trendy and crowded. While there, we stopped by a famous video store called Kim's. It was at one time made into more of a chain throughout NY, but they eventually closed all but the original location. They have pretty much every classic and foreign film, but most of them are still on VHS as opposed to DVD.
Lastly, before we parted, he showed me his work place at NYU and we grabbed a beer right down the road at a place called Peculier. They had one of the best beer menus I've seen (ever, not just in the city) - it was an 8.5 x 11 sheet of paper with very small type printed full on both sides. The only other impressive beer bars I've seen are Hop Devil in the EV and The Divine bar on like 54th, close to Times Square.
After the beer, we parted ways and I headed home to let my other roommate, Turner, in around 7pm. Turner and I dated briefly in Savannah, and while he was helping me to make the transition to NY (with 2 week-long trips to NYC), I found my current apartment. At first, my roommate Guevara only wanted one other roommate (me). He showed the apartment to me (a 3 bedroom place with one large and two small rooms)and I'm the one who asked about putting a third person in the third (small) bedroom. At first, Turner and I both thought of Hannah, but then Turner later decided that he wanted to take it. His rationale was that a) he brought me to NY, b) he brought me to the bar where we met Guevara, c) he is always helping other people out and wanted to do something for himself, d) had lived in NY at one time in the 90s, and had since fallen back in love with it on our trips up, e) was considering a major relocation here, but wanted to try it out in an inexpensive way at first to really decide, f) would be able to spend some time up here pursuing the brewery project he was working on without the cost of expensive hotels. He would only be up here for a couple days-2 weeks max per month. It made sense, and how could I say no to him, especially after all his help? Besides, it was just temporary (so he said), until he could decide if it would be worth it to get a $3k/mo apartment by himself.
WELL...Yesterday I asked him how long he intended on staying. A shock. To my dismay, he planned on staying a year! And not only that, but he intended on being up here the entire time (not for a few days a month, as originally stated, and spending the rest in Savannah). I really wasn't happy with being roommates with an ex-boyfriend in the first place, but for a year?! I don't want my first year in NY to be in the shadow of someone watching every move I make and quite probably scrutinizing me all along the way. Not only this, but my roommate, Guevara, had no idea that Turner had this in mind either. (Because Turner decided this on his own while in Savannah, with no discussion to me or anyone else.) Guevara was under the impression that Turner would be here for a month, then Hannah would be here for the month of September (Turner is letting her stay up here while she looks for a job and places that allow dogs). When Guevara asked me what Turner's plan was, and I relayed the info, we both decided that we should talk to him about it.
After painting Turner's room, the three of us decided to go out for a drink while the paint dried. I didn't know Guevara was going to talk to Turner just then, but he brought it up, and Turner was devastated to say the least. He didn't remember the "one roommate" conversation from the night we met Guevara - or much else from that evening - and thought that the whole thing was some sort of big plan/scheme to get him out of the apartment. Guevara asked him to leave by January, which is obviously months away. After much explaining and defense on our part, and passive-aggressive behavior from Turner, we came to some sort of understanding. Turner feels betrayed though, and said that if anyone else moves in after him, then he'll think I'm a sack of *something*.
The thing is: I don't know what the heck will be happening in January. If I could, I'd have a third roommate forever (I mean, it cuts my rent in half, so why not?), but Guevara only wanted one. The other thing is, that potential third roommate would be anyone but an ex-boyfriend.
Tell me if I'm wrong or evil here? I just want to be comfortable in my own house, and not under the supervision or shadow of anyone during my time here. Sigh.
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yikes. A year? Not going back to Savannah at all? Hmm...so does that mean we'll literally be bunk buddies?? Well, I don't know what his motives are. If he's going to do his own thing, cool. But if he's going to get involved in all of your activities, then you need to tell him what you want. If it were Mike doing something like that, I'd be pissed!
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