Get used to it

Remember how I was supposed to get a huge cost-of-living raise when I moved to New York? And how my moving expenses would be paid for? Turns out the lady who made those promises 'spoke out of turn.'

Oh yeah, and remember the sweet apartment with my old friend? Also not happening. The landlord jacked the rent up to an unreasonable amount at the last minute. I'm now on the hunt for alternative housing, with a budget that's much lower than I anticipated.

I'm not crying though, I need a little adversity. Otherwise I wouldn't be moving in the first place. I've grown fat and complacent in Boston. Do your worst, New York City!