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Blog Entry:  moncler jackets  Chapter 88 2011.11.25 A little meow breaks my thoughts and I pull the curtain aside to see George,  moncler jackets  silhouetted in the candlelight, sitting primly beside the tub, waiting for me to splash him. I drop a little water on his head and he darts behind the toilet into shadow. At least I have a quiet night to myself to celebrate a successfully defended thesis. And an eleven P.M. phone date with H. H. to look forward to. I wrap the towel around my torso, scoop up my clothes, and blow out the candle. Opening the bathroom door, I freeze at the sound of voices coming from the far end of the apartment. My end, to be precise. "Hello?" I call out into the bright light. I can always tell when Charlene is home because she turns on every single light. "I'm home," Charlene calls back flatly. My heart sinks. I pull the towel tight and walk past her screen to my side of the room. My desk lamp shines down on the candle I'd lit before getting in the shower. She stands with Hairy Pilot measuring my bed. "It's kind of a mess in here, Nanny," she says, rolling up the tape measure. "Go over there and let's do that side of the room," moncler sale  she instructs Hairy, who pushes past me, nearly stepping on George to stand near my stereo. "I had my thesis defense today, so I've been at the library every night." I step out of the way, tucking my underwear into a less visible spot in the ball under my arm as she walks with purpose to join her mate. "I'm sorry, can I help you two with something?" She hands him one end of the tape measure and walks it back to the other wall. "I wanted to see if his couch would fit here." My stomach tightens. This is the antithesis of the relaxing evening I had in mind. She stands straightening her navy skirt. "Nanny, I wanted to talk to you this week, but you never answered the phone-" "My lease is up. I'm moving in at the end of the month," moncler coats Hairy volunteers. Fabulous. 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Well, perhaps you can help me? I'm looking to rent a studio for July first." "Can't help you." "What?" "Can't help you. It's only the beginning of the month. moncler down jackets   You want a place for July you show up at the end of the month with a fistful of cash, say at least twelve thousand to start, and we'll tawk." "Cash?" "Cash." "I'm sorry, twelve thousand in cash?" "Cash. For the landlord. You've gotta come with the first year's rent in cash." "The entire first year?" "And you have to bring documentation proving that you net, net, mind you, forty-four times the month's rent, and your guarantors-" "My what?" "Guarantors-the people who are going to guarantee that the rent gets paid even if you die, moncler jackets sale typically, your parents. But they must live in the tristate area so their assets can be seized and they have to net at least one hundred times the rent." "That seems a little extreme. I just want a small studio, nothing fancy-" "Oh, my Gawd. This is June! June! Every American under the age of thirty is graduating from something and moving here." "But all that in cash?" "Honey, the Wall Street kids all get relo money from their companies. You want to beat them out you gotta pay up front." "Oh, my God." She takes a deep breath. "What were you looking to spend?" "I don't know . . . six, seven hundred." "A month?" She holds the phone away from her mouth while she cackles. "Honey, moncler jackets on sale do us all a favor and look in the Voice for a share." "But I don't want to share." "Then I would get myself an apartment in Queens and a can of pepper spray." "Well, do you have any listings in Brooklyn?" "We don't do the boroughs." She hangs up. The hairs on the back of my neck stand up as I hear the distinct tear of a condom wrapper from the other side of Charlene's screen. Ugh! I throw myself down on the bed, pulling the pillows over my ears. Forget quitting, by graduation I'll be begging Mrs. X to let me move in. H. H. gives Grandma another twirl around the dance floor to the strains of the salsa band she has hired for the evening from her favorite Mexican restaurant. Her apartment is aglow in colorful paper lanterns. "And he can dance!" she calls out to where my parents and I are sitting on her terrace, her flamenco skirt swinging as he turns her. Mom leans in toward me. " moncler jackets men   He's adorable." "I know," I say with pride. "Hey, watch it. Father's present," Dad says jokingly from where he sits in the chaise beside us. The evening is warm and Grandma set the food up out here where my friends mingle with my parents' friends around the candlelit tables. "That guy over there wants to pay me to sculpt my elbows," Sarah says, coming over with two plates of cake and handing one to my mother. "Yeah, sure-it starts with the elbows.. ." Dad warns'her. The song finishes and H. H. and Grandma applaud the band. "Darling!" Grandma comes out on his arm. "Did you get some cake?" 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