With the upcoming addition to the little family that Jayne and I are putting together comes the need for more space.
And so, I'm happy to say that we're finally getting the hell out of the Upper East Side and moving into a very nice two-story townhouse in Astoria.
Signed the lease yesterday.
You're all invited to the housewarming party.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Last Exit to Manhattan
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You're living near the Hell Gate bridge?
Appropriate.
Great Greek food. Jennifer used to live in those parts. //c
Congrats. Just did similar ourselves, but went north instead of east. It's a whole new world.
Congratulations Chez! I wish you and your family all the best.
Congratulations! Finding a great place anywhere in NY ain't easy.
Congrats, hope this will be a happy, healthy and loving place for you, Jayne and baby Inara. Only good things should come your way.
Awesome. Heather and I will bring beer and cheeeeeeeeeeeese
:)
Welcome to the 'burbs.
The Spirit of My People wish heap big medicine and wigwam blessing of Grandfather Moon for Jayne, Chex, and baby named for t.v. galactic bisexual space hooker.
I always really liked Astoria, at least in part because it was slightly less grungy than Jackson Heights at the time, and also because I got my hair done at a fabulously trashy Greek hair salon by women who still fervently believed in the power of lip liner. If I lived in the area, I would totally crash the housewarming party.
don't tease. I like house parties, I love Astoria and I make a mean guacamole that'll knock someone's socks off. ;) congrats!
My sister lives in Astoria, and she's getting married, so I'll be in the area...
in August. I guess it would be kind of awkward to drop by then; maybe I could claim I got caught in traffic.
You shouldn't just throw out an open invite like that. I mean, I'll bring a gift and all, but I WILL eat all the food you put out. And if you don't set a date and time, I'll just show up one morning with orange juice and bacon and demand that you make me French toast. And make sure you got some real maple syrup, too. I didn't get you out of bed for no goddammed Mrs. Butterworth.
Congrats, man. Good to hear everything is working out.
Time? Place?
I can bring cups.
You guys got crash space?
mazel tov, my friend!
welcome to the world of the outer limits, i mean outer boroughs.
i should talk. i'm in such an outer borough there are rumours i'm not even in the great state of new york any longer.
all that matters is that you two/three are happy. remember that. make yourselves an imaginary forcefield to keep unpleasantness-and perhaps worse- at bay. be magical.
"Be magical".
I'm sorry, but WTF?! I think this thread just burst into gay.
That just made my millenium.
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