When I was a freshman in college, after going out to the bars, you’d come home with cigarette burns on your arms and your cute halter tops smelling of cigarette smoke. Sadly I was more concerned with the smell, but that might have been the amaretto sours talking. Luckily smoking is illegal in most bars and restaurants now. But what about in apartments? Many apartments are already smoke-free. And, according to a recent article in The New York Times, “Mayor Michael R. Bloomberg introduced legislation that would require most residential buildings to adopt a smoking policy and disclose it to…

There are so many decisions you have to make during a given day. Should you invest your money in a reliable bond or a riskier stock (and should you look up what stocks and bonds are or just nod and put the end of your glasses in your mouth indicating you’re giving it serious thought)? Should you ask for that promotion at work? Is it worth it to DVR the finale of Glee even though you’re 90 percent sure you’ll be home to watch it? And what about when you’re looking for a new apartment? There are several ways to…

You know what I like about baseball? Cute men in uniform, popcorn that has more than a day’s worth of calories and watching the people who clean up the field do the “YMCA” dance during the fifth inning. That’s it. But, apparently some people actually like watching the game. Whatever—who am I to judge? It is America’s national pastime, or so I’m told. Anyway, I recently read about a “baseball-oriented development.” The D.C. area, where this stadium is located, is experiencing a renaissance, though the writer of the piece is attributing more residents to the local condos to having nowhere else…

Mother’s Day is upon us again. And, whether you’ve had your brunch reservations made months in advance or you forgot and are seriously debating whether that “Mothers Day Roses Shipped 4 Free” spam email you got is legit, it’s time to sit back and thank your mom for all she’s done. Like how true the advice she gave you when you first moved into your first apartment was (although you’d never actually admit it to her). Here is some of the advice I received when I first moved into an apartment. What advice did your mom give you when you…

Yesterday I went to a concert right after work. Though it was one of my favorite bands (Eve 6, in case you were wondering. The ’90s are totally back. Like, whatever), it wasn’t something I had planned in advance. I Forrest Gump-ed my way into the tickets that day because I happened to check Stubhub.com and happened to see they were playing and that there were tickets left. Anyway, because it was so last minute, I had to go in my work clothes—slacks and sensible ballet flats, instead of my normal concert attire consisting of jeans and Converse. But, sadly,…