Diary of a Old Single Guy - Day 3: I Have Two Roomates

So, yes my mom has called, and my cousin has left me email. My mother wants to make sure that I'm not drinking too much and that I am brushing my teeth. My cousin, well, he's just checking in. Me, I have checked into Hotel X.

One of the unique wrinkles on breaking up in NYC is that, firstly, it's impossible to find a new place any time soon, AND none of your friends have room on the couch [my couch is already occupied]... So, you're kind of left stuck living with your X for a while after the formal break up. This isn't that big of a problem in my case, as we are very civil people. I can't imagine what it must be like for those couple's whose break up is punctuated by a smashed plate over the head.

I'm looking at this period, two month, three months, six months whatever as an opprtunity to chill down the old relationship and work on the buddy thing. The fact that we already have a roomie is probably a good thing as it reinforces that whole concept that we're just three dudes sharing some space.

The plan tonight is to clean it all up a bit so that we can share it a bit better, and enjoy it through the winter.

Ya, ya, for those of you who still see some foolish optimism being spouted here, well I'll remind you, I've been here, I know what's coming, and I know why I'm feeling like I'm feeling. Yes, I have thought about her absense at next Thanksgiving, yes, I am worried about what we will finally do with the cats AND yes, I see a huge gaping hole in the next twelve months "regularily scheduled" family events... maybe the X will still fill some, maybe some other gal will.

Does anyone know a great cheap place to get major dental work done?