Roommate of the Week: The Nonchalant Hippie
Hey Philly 20-somethings, do we have a roomie for you!
Carefree gal in the University City district is looking for someone employed, chill and willing to pipe down around 9 p.m. on weekdays.
You can become friends and talk your heart out--or not. You can make up a cleaning schedule, or just play by ear. And you can "rock out, turn cartwheels in the living room"--whatever floats your boat--'cause this gal is totally laid back. All she asks is for you to be kinda neat, respectful and pay your bills on time. Oh, and if you want to "communicate and understand each other," she's up for it.
She doesn't want cigarette smokers, just like the pot-smoking roommie we featured last week. But our hippie gal does smokes cigars--"baby cigars," as she calls them--in her room, in private, and never in public places. She then lights "incense, and candles, and oils and plug-ins, and all kinds of sweet-smelling smells" (possibly to hide the stench of the potent "baby cigars") and falls into a deep sleep during which you are free to "have relay races down the hall" 'til 5 a.m. But we're thinking she'd rather you go buck wild on the weekends, 'cause quiet time is to be respected during the workweek and it starts before the 11 p.m. news.