Monday, 7:12 p.m.

As if the bathroom didn't have enough problems...

The women's room is now a physical incarnation of Craigslist. This evening, I counted five advertisements for summer sublets while (of course) waiting on line. And I would just like to say, thank you.

Thank you for teaching me about the minutia of Providence renting, like the difference between "on College Hill," "near College Hill" and "Brown/RISD adjacent." Thank you for showing me how you chose to decorate your living room. Thank you for letting me know that this would be a good apartment not only for undergrads, but also for graduate students and faculty members. And most of all, thank you for keeping me occupied while I impatiently tapped my foot behind two other girls also reading your flyers as if they represented The Great American Novel.