Oh dear readers, do offer your prayers and supplication to our God and His angels and saints -- particularly St Irving, the Patron Saint of Apartment Leasing, Subletting and Assorted Paperwork Issues. You see, Sheila O'Malley is looking for an apartment. In New York. In Manhattan.
As we learn in her latest entry on this all-consuming topic, this is not merely an apartment search. Oh, no. Basically, it requires her to enter into a bureaucracy-choked, financially-draining, spirit-crushing realm that somehow co-exists both with the environs of New York and the City of Dis. It is not an easy challenge: this zone of reality -- which is inhabitated both with legions of men and women whom the process has since ground into the dust; and gatekeepers, who were once people, but whom demons have corrupted and possessed. These gatekeepers' souls, according to tradition, now bathe in Cocytus.
However, there is hope even in this dark realm, for Ms O'Malley is in the running for "one of THOSE apartments." Now out in the provinces, where I grew up, "one of THOSE apartments" was not a place where one aspired to live; but as I understand it, in the parlance of New York, the phrase carries a different weight.
So go wish her good luck, already. Also, pray.Posted by Benjamin Kepple at July 15, 2003 07:05 PM | TrackBack