Fiorio?

My roommate and I are looking for a 3rd roommate for our sweet and sunny apartment in Inman Square, so if you know someone who might be interested, please holler. I wrote last year about the other side of the apartment search process, and have so far been totally unsurprised to find that this side of things is just as ridiculous at times.

We posted a pretty lengthy, cheery, and detailed ad about ourselves, who we're looking for, and the space. In the hour that it's been up on Craigslist, we've already received a lot of responses from interested parties. Some of these are equally detailed and hint at interesting and chill possible roommates at their source. Others... don't. One response, typed in lower case and without punctuation, read merely, "when can i move in". Hold your horses there, ee cummings. You can't.

Anyway, I just got one that included the line, "However I don't have any allergic to the pets." This immediately made me think of this scene from The Sopranos (which Jess and I have been marathoning, to the chagrin of Chapters 4 & 5 of my thesis) and Fiorio's hysterical delivery of his line. Thought I'd share the giggle:

And so it goes on. Again, if you know anyone... give a shout :)