by Kate Brunotts Living alone in a city is hard- it’s smelly, expensive, and exhausting to play “How Do I Avoid My Roommates” night after night.  Finally, you’ve found the one. They’re cute, they take you out for free pizza, and most importantly, they have the potential to cut your

Last week, I read a thoughtful article on this site by Jamal Frederick entitled “Tipping While Black- The Struggles of a Black Barman.” I encourage you to read it. It offers keen insight into the racial attitudes and discrepancies characteristic of tipped service work. It also reinforced the strong opinions

If this past week is any indication, the heat is a-comin’ and, going into my second New York City Summer, I’m reminded of a few things. I desperately need an AC First of all, let’s just be clear that the thought of me installing an air conditioning unit in my

I have a past of being continuously screwed over. I’m pretty sure my leech of an ex-boyfriend who still manages to interfere with my present-day life is why I have this pipe dream of being swept off my feet by a wealthy B-list celebrity or a rich finance dude. Until

Remember in the 90’s when coffee became a Thing? It was a tumultuous time in the culture: the heyday of Ross and Rachel, of the musical RENT! of Raising Awareness About Everything and flat-ironing the living shit out of your hair. It was also when s going to a “coffeehouse”