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The day after I got home from my trip to Malta, I went out to Brooklyn to see Jane Anne's new apt! Congrats on the new place, Jane!
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After our feast, we went back to her apartment to help her finish packing up all her stuff...
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You did it! Congrats on moving to Brooklyn, Jane! Happy March 2018!
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All packed up!
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...for the movers!
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On Wednesday night I went over to visit Amanda in her new (old) Midtown apartment!
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After dinner, she showed me the LED herb garden I gave her as a housewarming gift!
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Later Thursday afternoon, I went over to 2nd Ave to have dinner at Meredith's BRAND NEW APARTMENT!
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Maddy is a huge pizza fan, FYI. Welcome back to Manhattan, Meredith!
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She didn't have a lot of furniture yet, so we improvised our dinner table...
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...out of moving boxes! Ta-da!
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Removing a rug and putting a new rug down without being able to move the furniture out of the room is the ultimate New York puzzle.
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My living room was looking kind of crazy with the patterned rug I'd gotten, so I decided to swap it out for something simpler.
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I spent the afternoon running errands to give Meredith some space, and when I returned home I found all of her stuff neatly boxed in the hallway.
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...to pack up everything of hers that was still in the apartment and bring it to her new apartment out in Brooklyn.
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Meredith came over on Friday afternoon...
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After eight years of friendship, six years of living together and three years of marriage, Meredith and I decided to take our relationship to the next level and SPLIT UP! ;) Earlier in the week she'd found a temporary apartment for rent nearby and on Saturday afternoon, I helped her move her stuff out.
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...Gurj and Jared's brand new apartment! Congrats on the move, guys!
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...we headed to the airport to catch a flight back to Manila. Spotted these two dudes on the way performing ADVANCED scooter moves. (Backwards, wearing flip-flops and holding a fucking 27" cathode-ray TV set! But don't worry, he's got a sorta-helmet on).
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Email break!
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After a well-deserved nap, later on in the evening I hung out with Leigh and Scott. They were in the midst of packing up to move out of their 3rd St apartment!
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...filled with boxes and totally devoid of furniture.
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...for the new apartment! The living room was still...
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After about twenty trips back and forth over week, by Thursday night we finally had our old apartment empty! Meredith resting up before the final trip!
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There were a bunch of boxes that didn't fit into the truck we'd hired, but since we had a few weeks before we had to have our old place cleared out, we figured we could just make a few trips and bring the rest over by hand. No big deal, right?
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WE WERE SO WRONG. Haha. It was a HUGE pain in the ass.
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By 5:30 our new living room was starting to fill up.
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By 3pm, our Stuytown living room was empty.
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Afterwards, we went back to Stuytown and spent the rest of the day packing in preparation for the movers coming the next day!
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Living room in almost-packed chaos.
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It even had a private backyard patio!
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All loaded up!
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My dad, supervising Scott and I as we loaded boxes into the truck reminded us to evenly distribute the weight or we'd force the "tongue" out of the trailer hitch actually said the following phrase to us verbatim: "Careful not to load her up too much in the rear or you'll force the tongue out." We both immediately screamed "THAT'S WHAT SHE SAID!" and fell down laughing. My dad was like "Wha?"
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After I was done reminiscing, it was time to haul the good stuff up out of the basement and into a Uhaul trailer that my parents planned on driving down to their new Florida home.
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After we'd finished loading up the Uhaul, we loaded up Scott's trailer with a bunch of furniture for the house that he and Erika had just purchased and were in the midst of renovating!
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After dinner, we stopped by our old apartment one last time and collected the few things that we still had in there!
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After Meredith had gone to sleep in the Rat Hole, Scott and I hung out for a bit, then I helped him load up the sweet ass, brand new bureau that was left behind by the woman who'd just moved out of our new apartment. Score! Thanks again for all your help, Scott!
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Taking 'er ease.
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After dinner, Meredith, Scott and I went back to our old apartment to pick up a few more things...
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We finished around 5:30. Here's Scott, Matt, Mer and Murdo celebrating after getting the final item into the apartment. After all the lugging, we decided to all head out for Thai food and feed everyone that helped with the move. Thanks so much for helping everyone! Every day I feel lucky to have the friends that I do. ;)
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And here's Leigh who graciously offered to come over and hulahoop in the living room so that we'd be entertained while we lugged boxes. Hahah.
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Saturday was MOVING DAY! Here's are living room all boxed up and ready to be transported.
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And here's Scott who graciously offered to driving in from New Jersey with his pick up truck and help us move!
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After Murdo left, we got back to work trying to finish up packing up our 7th Street apartment before the big move on Saturday.
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All done! Congrats on your new place, you two!
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Still! More! Unloading! To! Do! < / shatner >
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Here's the same room about 45 minutes later! Chock full O' stuff!
the september roundup
September, 2007
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...into a truck-sized door! We backed the truck up into the garage. And the garage opens up into...
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Loading up the truck!
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On Saturday, a whole bunch of us went to Brooklyn to help Siege and Katie move!
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Siege presents a near-empty apartment! Woooo!
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Siege and I drove over to their new apartment in the moving truck. When we arrived, we found a whole bunch of new people who had showed up to help unpack!
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We spent the entire next day unpacking our new place. Here's me working hard to reassemble our living room furniture!
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Here's a view of our living room from the kitchen after we'd finished unloading the truck! Again, I gotta give a super-huge thanks to KT and Siege who helped us schlep stuff for hours and stuck it out until the bitter end!
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And here's a view of the kitchen from the living room. (You can sort of see the hallway that leads to the bedroom all the way in the back).
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Almost full...
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...finished! (With almost no room in the truck to spare!) After we'd finished emptying Meredith's place...
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With all of my stuff loaded up, we all crammed into the U-Haul cab to head over to Meredith's apartment on Orchard Street and get all of her stuff!
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Siege, Ellen, Sarah (and KT - not pictured because she showed up later in the afternoon) = BEST. FRIENDS. EVER! Keep in mind, this wasn't about helping one person move...this was about taking taking our U-Haul to BOTH of apartments, and then unloading all of our stuff into our new place. Oooof!
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Schweaty! Ellen and Meredith are showing off rolls of that packing saran wrap that I used tons of (because you can use it to just bind everything together instead of having to pack everything in boxes. It's awesome).
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Saturday was moving day! After two years of dating (with only one break up...a new record for me!), Meredith and I decided to move out of our separate apartments and get a place together. Here's the living room of the apartment on 3rd & B that I shared with Niki. Almost all packed and ready to go.
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I'm the worst procrastinator ever and so when everybody showed up at my place, I was still in the midst of packing.
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So the girls took it easy while I finished. Hahaha.
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On Monday morning our new furniture that we'd purchased on Friday was delivered. Here's our living room filled with boxes. Fast forward a few hours later and...
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And here's my new bedroom!
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Later that night, I helped Tinny carry some piece of furniture she found on the street up all five god-damned flights of stairs up to her apartment! It was just a furniture kind of day!
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Later that night Niki and a few of her friends came by to drop off some of Niki's stuff...
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...we drove back to NYC and then Fatty (and my Dad, not pictured!) helped Grant and I move all my stuff into my new place. Thanks so much, guys!
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...so we could rent a U-Haul and pick up all the stuff that I'd stored in my parent's basement so that I could remain semi-homeless and travel.
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Here's all my stuff dumped into our new living room! Woo!
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I'd just gotten the keys to my new apartment with Niki and after loading up the truck...
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On Sunday, I moved the last of my stuff into my new sublet at Sarah's, got my own set of keys, and got to officially add my name to the list the lengthy roster of people that are able to proudly call themselves "Occupants of Apt. 3A."
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Goodbye Apt A. (And I'll see you soon enough, roomie.)
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On Thursday I packed up the last of my stuff from Meredith's apartment and brought it over to my newly sublet room at Sarah's apartment! (Thanks for tolerating my ass in your 300 sq. ft. studio for almost six whole months, gorgeous!)
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On Tuesday morning I took the train out to my parent's house in Jersey to meet the truck that was delivering all my worldly possessions from San Francisco.
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The plan: Continue subletting my apartment in NYC, store all my stuff at my parent's house in NJ, spend the next 12 months traveling to different places around the world and crash at Meredith's apartment (You're the best!) when back in NYC in-between trips.
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On Wednesday afternoon I cut out of work a little early to meet the movers! Woo! Things went smoothly except for one...
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...little mishap. Doh.
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Here's the other half of the room. I had my own bathroom and we had a whole roof deck all to ourselves as well.
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After another solid week of apartment hunting, I finally managed to find an awesome apartment. I was the master bedroom in a two-story, four bedroom townhouse on the corner of Market and Sanchez Streets. My three roommates were all in their mid-twenties and all worked together at the nearby Cheesecake Factory.
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I brought over my recently purchased mattress from the warehouse apartment in the Mission that I'd almost moved into and then stopped at the ATM to get cash to pay the movers that I'd scheduled to deliver all my stuff the next day. Then I went to sleep in my MONEYBED, Scrooge McDuck style.
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So on Friday, I got my bed delivered there and decided to spend my first night! (But then it turned out that directly below was an furniture upholsterer workshop and I was awoke at 6am by sounds of four men conversing loudly while using staple guns. The floor was so thin that it literally sounded like they were making furniture in the room with me. When I told my really cool totally nutty, fifty-something year old, ex-hippy, almost-roommate that the noise was waaaay too loud and that I was pretty sure I'd be unable to work there he said "Awww man, I've been trying to find a groovy roommate for months and you're like it, man. Don't you think you could just like, start getting up earlier?" Doh. As cool as the place would've been, it was unfortunately back to apartment hunting for me. (nooooooo!)
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So I ended up finding a huge room in a 6,000 sq ft loft in the Mission and decided to take it. The guy who owned the place was a film archivist and most of the other 6,000 sq feet were filled floor to ceiling with film canisters. It was crazy!
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Afterwards, Tinny came back to my apartment to help me pack up the very last of my belongings. Goodbye computer room!
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After the movie, Leigh came over and helped me clean up my place and pack up the few things that the movers hadn't taken. My almost-empty bedroom. Sad!
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After a long day of moving, we all headed back to my apartment on the Bowery where Frank and Liz thanked us with pies from Lombardi's! Mmmmmmmmmm! Best pizza in the world. Then after dinner...
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Hey! Here they are! Colin, Frank, Grant and Fatty.
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Even after our gratuitious procrastination (read: SHREDDING) in the guitar shop, we still beat the U-Haul to new apartment.
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After we finished unloading the entire contents of the truck into the new apartment, the guys took a break and watched me...
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We made it to Liz's a little early; Frank and the rest of the early birds were still over at his apartment packing all of his belongings into the Uhaul that was eventually coming over to get all of Liz's stuff as well.
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So we killed time by playing with the photo filters on my camera (Oh, and by making wisecracks about Colin's hair - but I guess that goes without saying).
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Sunday I was summoned by Emily to help Rachael (my high school sweetheart, awww) move from Hoboken to her new apt in the East Village! Yay!
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Here's Tara later that day getting ready to leave her apartment for the last time EVER!
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On Thursday afternoon I went over to Tara's apartment to help her finish packing. Sad!
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In a shocking turn of events (for the better), Grant left Nerve as a full-time editor to work on a freelance basis.
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Frank, Colin helping Dave schlepp schtuff up into his fancy new digs on the corner of 1st & St. Marks (that he bought. Player's got bank, yo).
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Grant "unloads" Fatty's bike off the truck (nearly killing himself in the process).
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Dave piloting the Ryder en route to his new apartment in the East Village.
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Moving Day! The crew headed uptown to Fatty's apartment to help him move out (because good friends always help their friends move). After all the heavy lifting was done, Frank serenaded us on the uke'.
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1) My old place 100 Freeman Street in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.
2) My new place (Brian Chamber's old place) at 105 Bowery (between Hester and Grand).
3) Brian Chamber's new place at Horatio and the West Side Highway.