So, in typical fashion, I posted my first entry with good intention, and then promptly forgot all about it until just now. Ahem. Good thing the blog is not my lover, or I'd have been dumped on my sorry ass about 20 times by now.

Good thing also my blog is not my stack of unpaid bills, although I confess to being slightly more attentive to those but not much.

[barbie voice] Underachieving is haaaaaard! [/barbie voice]

At any rate, I think I've found an apartment. Actually, I've FOUND an apartment, I've just not yet been APPROVED for said apartment. Yesterday, in a sad act of part desperation and part hope, I faxed off my completed rental application into the universe, and am now waiting for news. And reflecting on how NYC has made a complete liar out of me.

Said application was, in my estimation, 1 part absolute truth, 1 part exaggerated truth, and the rest blatant lies. It's just what you have to do to get by sometimes. I bolstered my employment history (but only to cover the two years in the city I spent freelancing and fucking around like a freeloader), I totally fictionized my rental history - not a single item of truth on it, nope, and generally ass kissed and schmoozed in my letter to the building owner. Fortunately I have connections and also good friends, all of whom I hit up to collaborate my ficticious past, but now I'm left reflecting on the nature of lying.

Do other people do this? Before I moved here it would NEVER have occured to me to...oh...say... lie on a resume. I remember the first time someone suggested it to me, my reaction was to gasp in horror and cover my mouth scandalously in the best tradition of Scarlet O'Hara... "the horra, horra..." But, with my good pal Cat's help, I lied, and I got the job I wanted. And so began my descent to the dark side. Since then my friends have been bosses, landlords, clients, etc. anytime I need a quick reference. And it works.

Am I so naive that I just never realized this is the game that everyone plays? Possibly.

Was I just lucky enough in my job and apartment hunting before that I never had to lie? Probably.

Am I bound for hell for my evil web of deception? Yeah, I am.

But hell is fun. Especially if get my sweet apartment. The roof deck is to DIE for...!

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