for most, a vacuum is something that is very common in their household. i'd say in new york not as much. i mean, i'd go on record saying it's about half and half in nyc, partly due to the fact that many apartments have hardwood floors, therefore there's no need for a vacuum, but a swiffer instead.

well, in my apartment, i have the crappy linoleum floors in my kitchen and the tiles in my bathroom get the swiffer treatment. but the rest of my apartment is covered in an ugly brown carpet. therefore, the need for a vacuum is introduced. my old roomie had one. but when she moved out last october, the vacuum went with her. so since then, the carpet doesn't really get the cleaning it needs. i knocked on my neighbor's door once to borrow hers. i used my roommate's handheld vacuum once, but it doesn't really do the job.

tonight, my neighbor/co-worker/friend K let me borrow his. this wonderful, magical, yellow eureka vacuum might have made my day. my apartment is clean for the first time in months.

this might seem a little absurd to dedicate a whole entry to a stupid thing that literally sucks crap from the ground. but holy crap i cannot be happier right not. well, that's not entirely true. i think if i could turn on the air conditioning in my bedroom without having to worry about the $100 electric bill, that would make me happiest today.