1. Made an awesome breakfast - egg white scramble with turkey sausage, spinach, and tomato; toast with strawberry preserves; orange juice. Mmmmmmm....
2. Watched the Sunday morning political programs and PTI.
3. Cleaned up the entire apartment - StefStar and I had been working on that for a couple of days. You could have eaten off of the floors.
4. Open house. We found a great roommate (hereby called the Traveler) as well as someone to sublet when StefStar leaves for the summer. But almost all of the people were cool.
5. Dinner party. StefStar and I had her cousin over, as well as The Hot Wing and another friend. Pasta primavera; tasty salad (made by THW); lots of wine; apple pie with ice cream. Mmmmmmmm....
6. My alma mater won a HUGE basketball game against one of our arch rivals.
That's about as good as a non-football Sunday can get.
Monday, February 18, 2008
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Saturday, February 16, 2008
that nice clean feeling
I just cleaned my bathroom, and it feels SO good...
I admit that I'm a bit of a neat freak. I also go on cleaning sprees. My mother is famous for them - she'll just exclaim, "I can't take this mess!" and starting picking up and mopping and vacuuming everything in sight. I am the same way.
Anyway, I cleaned the toilet and sink a couple of weeks ago when I moved upstairs, but today I actually got in the tub and started the arduous task of getting rid of mildew. Good times. Then I mopped the floor; I have no idea when that last happened.
It just makes me happy to have a clean house. Plus we're having an open house tomorrow to replace the bad roommate, and then StefStar and I are having a mini-dinner party, so I can't be havin' filth all over the place, know what I mean?
All right. Maxine (who I haven't seen in two weeks due to our travel schedules) is coming over and I'm making her dinner, so I should probably get dressed. See you tomorrow...
I admit that I'm a bit of a neat freak. I also go on cleaning sprees. My mother is famous for them - she'll just exclaim, "I can't take this mess!" and starting picking up and mopping and vacuuming everything in sight. I am the same way.
Anyway, I cleaned the toilet and sink a couple of weeks ago when I moved upstairs, but today I actually got in the tub and started the arduous task of getting rid of mildew. Good times. Then I mopped the floor; I have no idea when that last happened.
It just makes me happy to have a clean house. Plus we're having an open house tomorrow to replace the bad roommate, and then StefStar and I are having a mini-dinner party, so I can't be havin' filth all over the place, know what I mean?
All right. Maxine (who I haven't seen in two weeks due to our travel schedules) is coming over and I'm making her dinner, so I should probably get dressed. See you tomorrow...
Friday, February 15, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
thanks, NYS
written in a classroom at the New York State Department of Labor building in Brooklyn
I don't know why I'm here.
Look, I appreciate the state of New York helping me out, I do. And the idea of having resources to help people who lack marketable job skills is great. I really believe that.
But see, I have TWO degrees. Not to be a snob about it, but I have to have some basic marketable skills by this point. So why am I sitting in this classroom?
I wish you could see this. It's like being in detention.
Oh! Class has started! I better pay attention...
I don't know why I'm here.
Look, I appreciate the state of New York helping me out, I do. And the idea of having resources to help people who lack marketable job skills is great. I really believe that.
But see, I have TWO degrees. Not to be a snob about it, but I have to have some basic marketable skills by this point. So why am I sitting in this classroom?
I wish you could see this. It's like being in detention.
Oh! Class has started! I better pay attention...
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Dessert
I have been good all week...i deserve something sweet!
Mobile post sent by Rover using Utterz.
Replies.Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Obama
I have a new habit.
Whenever there's a primary going on, I turn on MSNBC and I watch their coverage (I'm a big fan of the Olbermann/Matthews team and, strangely, Pat Buchanan). And I wait for Barack Obama to speak.
It inspires me every time. And it trips me out.
I'll be listening to his speech, and every time there's a couple of minutes where I zone out. This happens because I can't believe my eyes. I honestly never believed that I would see the day where someone who looks like me would have a legitimate shot at the presidency of the United States. I can't tell you how proud that makes me, and how good it makes me feel.
Not to get too much into it, but I've spent a lot of my life being told what I could or couldn't do (you should be good at basketball! you shouldn't be getting good grades!), and receiving backhanded compliments for "being different". I didn't have a whole lot of role models. My parents, I guess. The Huxtables. But this...I mean, if Obama can win, I really feel like a Black person could do anything in this country. It's very exciting.
And I resisted Obama for a while because of this. I read his book two years ago (and was blown away), but I had all kind of reasons for not supporting him. I wanted him to wait for Hillary. I wanted him to get more experience. And I definitely didn't want to support him just because he was Black. I think that, deep down inside, I was afraid that he would fail miserably and/or become a joke. But it hasn't worked out that way at all.
But now, I'm on board - been here for a couple of months. Fired up, ready to go, so to speak.
Whenever there's a primary going on, I turn on MSNBC and I watch their coverage (I'm a big fan of the Olbermann/Matthews team and, strangely, Pat Buchanan). And I wait for Barack Obama to speak.
It inspires me every time. And it trips me out.
I'll be listening to his speech, and every time there's a couple of minutes where I zone out. This happens because I can't believe my eyes. I honestly never believed that I would see the day where someone who looks like me would have a legitimate shot at the presidency of the United States. I can't tell you how proud that makes me, and how good it makes me feel.
Not to get too much into it, but I've spent a lot of my life being told what I could or couldn't do (you should be good at basketball! you shouldn't be getting good grades!), and receiving backhanded compliments for "being different". I didn't have a whole lot of role models. My parents, I guess. The Huxtables. But this...I mean, if Obama can win, I really feel like a Black person could do anything in this country. It's very exciting.
And I resisted Obama for a while because of this. I read his book two years ago (and was blown away), but I had all kind of reasons for not supporting him. I wanted him to wait for Hillary. I wanted him to get more experience. And I definitely didn't want to support him just because he was Black. I think that, deep down inside, I was afraid that he would fail miserably and/or become a joke. But it hasn't worked out that way at all.
But now, I'm on board - been here for a couple of months. Fired up, ready to go, so to speak.
Monday, February 11, 2008
the first day of the rest of my life
That's what today feels like.
I really don't have anything to do. I mean, there are little tasks that I've been working on all day:
- asking people to write me recommendations for a fellowship
- setting up a meeting with my agent this evening
- trying to set up an appointment to get my taxes done
- finding a time to meet with an acting/career/life coach
- looking for a new headshot photographer
But it's all felt very languid, you know? I'm getting this stuff done, but I don't feel any pressure, or urgency. I'm just doing it. It's kind of a nice feeling.
I still have some things to knock off - notably, the area around my kitchen table is a disaster. And I have to clean the entire living room before my pretty new couch comes on Friday. But I'm hopeful that I can tackle those later in the week. I've got an hour before I have to go uptown - maybe I could do it after my shower! We'll see.
That's it for now - must shower before said meeting, and then another fun night at the club. More tomorrow.
I really don't have anything to do. I mean, there are little tasks that I've been working on all day:
- asking people to write me recommendations for a fellowship
- setting up a meeting with my agent this evening
- trying to set up an appointment to get my taxes done
- finding a time to meet with an acting/career/life coach
- looking for a new headshot photographer
But it's all felt very languid, you know? I'm getting this stuff done, but I don't feel any pressure, or urgency. I'm just doing it. It's kind of a nice feeling.
I still have some things to knock off - notably, the area around my kitchen table is a disaster. And I have to clean the entire living room before my pretty new couch comes on Friday. But I'm hopeful that I can tackle those later in the week. I've got an hour before I have to go uptown - maybe I could do it after my shower! We'll see.
That's it for now - must shower before said meeting, and then another fun night at the club. More tomorrow.
Sunday, February 10, 2008
keeping my house in order
(Thanks to the owners of "linksys", who are making this post possible from the comfort of my apartment!)
I think I'm finally starting to get my apartment where I want it. Most of the things in my room are put away, the kitchen is taking shape, and the bathroom is almost totally unpacked. The main thing I have to do right now is clean the living room in preparation for the arrival of my couch on Friday - can't tell you how excited I am about that.
(What's wrong with me? I'm excited about getting a COUCH? The Rover has become domesticated, ladies and gents. All without a girlfriend. Amazing.)
There are still some smaller things that I'd like to get for the place (new desk, desk chair, coffee table, flat screen), but all those can wait for a while. For now, I'm just glad that I've got a place for most of my stuff.
Off to do some laundry - yuck.
I think I'm finally starting to get my apartment where I want it. Most of the things in my room are put away, the kitchen is taking shape, and the bathroom is almost totally unpacked. The main thing I have to do right now is clean the living room in preparation for the arrival of my couch on Friday - can't tell you how excited I am about that.
(What's wrong with me? I'm excited about getting a COUCH? The Rover has become domesticated, ladies and gents. All without a girlfriend. Amazing.)
There are still some smaller things that I'd like to get for the place (new desk, desk chair, coffee table, flat screen), but all those can wait for a while. For now, I'm just glad that I've got a place for most of my stuff.
Off to do some laundry - yuck.
Saturday, February 09, 2008
no internet!
Well, this is going to be a tough week.
My longtime roommate moved out last week, and her name was on a lot of the bills. We were able to switch one of them over, but we had to cancel the other two - it was just easier. It was no problem getting the power hooked up, but due to some weird rules with the company that provides us web access, we're offline at the apartment until Friday morning.
Oh, the humanity!
I'm currently writing this from my local coffee shop; I have a feeling that I'm going to be here a lot over the next week. Fortunately I can check e-mail on my phone. It's kind of a pain in the ass to read it that way, but at least I won't miss anything important. So there will probably be more than a few entries from my notebook coming in the next six days.
I've been at this spot long enough. Time to do some grocery shopping.
My longtime roommate moved out last week, and her name was on a lot of the bills. We were able to switch one of them over, but we had to cancel the other two - it was just easier. It was no problem getting the power hooked up, but due to some weird rules with the company that provides us web access, we're offline at the apartment until Friday morning.
Oh, the humanity!
I'm currently writing this from my local coffee shop; I have a feeling that I'm going to be here a lot over the next week. Fortunately I can check e-mail on my phone. It's kind of a pain in the ass to read it that way, but at least I won't miss anything important. So there will probably be more than a few entries from my notebook coming in the next six days.
I've been at this spot long enough. Time to do some grocery shopping.
Friday, February 08, 2008
I don't know if this is legal or not...
...but i'm proud that i got up at the butt crack of dawn to vote, and i've got the evidence to prove it.
Mobile post sent by Rover using Utterz.
Replies.Thursday, February 07, 2008
d-u-n
Finished my last day here at the Alma Mater. It's a good thing, too - my diet has consisted of fried grease and sweet tea. No wonder I gained sixty pounds during my college years (that's not a misprint). I love the South.
I've actually kind of enjoyed my free time in the hotel. It's clean and comfortable, and I really don't feel like I get any quality alone time in my house, so this has been nice. My apartment situation will improve when I get my couch next Friday.
I'm back in New York for about 24 hours, and then I'm going to Pittsburgh to get some stuff out of my parents' basement. (I'm thirty - it's about time.) So you'll be getting lots of travel notes from me this weekend...
I've actually kind of enjoyed my free time in the hotel. It's clean and comfortable, and I really don't feel like I get any quality alone time in my house, so this has been nice. My apartment situation will improve when I get my couch next Friday.
I'm back in New York for about 24 hours, and then I'm going to Pittsburgh to get some stuff out of my parents' basement. (I'm thirty - it's about time.) So you'll be getting lots of travel notes from me this weekend...
Wednesday, February 06, 2008
just as i suspected
And, of course, note what time I am making this post.
Belle Chanson also had another one of these on her site - again, pegging me perfectly:
Figures. It's totally true, by the way.
Alma Mater
So I'm back in the South, teaching a workshop at my Alma Mater. (I'm not putting the name of the school up here, for my usual reasons, but it's not hard to figure it out if you want to do a little detective work. Or you could just ask me in an e-mail.)
I made one trip back here two years ago, but it was a quick 36 hour job. This time I'm spending three nights here.
It's weird. I spent four years in the community, and was here nonstop from the beginning of my junior year to the end of my senior year; and yet I feel like I don't have any favorite places to go. I was trying to figure out where to eat the other day, and all I could remember were sandwich shops. It's like I've forgotten 90% of my college experience. For such a big piece of my life, there's a lot of chunks missing. Maybe it was all the booze.
It's been great working with the students, though. I'm pretty sure that teaching is in my future somewhere; this experience is just more evidence of that. I've got one more day of it tomorrow - hoping that I can explore campus and maybe talk to some of my old professors.
Right now I'm going to enjoy my Mariott accommodations. So glad I'm earning points for this hotel stay...
I made one trip back here two years ago, but it was a quick 36 hour job. This time I'm spending three nights here.
It's weird. I spent four years in the community, and was here nonstop from the beginning of my junior year to the end of my senior year; and yet I feel like I don't have any favorite places to go. I was trying to figure out where to eat the other day, and all I could remember were sandwich shops. It's like I've forgotten 90% of my college experience. For such a big piece of my life, there's a lot of chunks missing. Maybe it was all the booze.
It's been great working with the students, though. I'm pretty sure that teaching is in my future somewhere; this experience is just more evidence of that. I've got one more day of it tomorrow - hoping that I can explore campus and maybe talk to some of my old professors.
Right now I'm going to enjoy my Mariott accommodations. So glad I'm earning points for this hotel stay...
Monday, February 04, 2008
yes we can
It's 2:25 in the morning. I'm getting up in three and a quarter hours to go vote before I race to the airport to catch a flight. And it's all because this man has made a believer out of me. I've voted before, but I've never cared this much, or been this optimistic.
He's gonna do it. We're gonna do it. Starting in a few hours...
He's gonna do it. We're gonna do it. Starting in a few hours...
Sunday, February 03, 2008
Super Bowl XLII
This is one of my favorite days of the year - Super Bowl Sunday. As a kid, I actually used to sit down and watch all the pregame and pre-pregame coverage. Even now, I still admit that I get a little excited the night before when I'm laying in bed. Kind of like Christmas.
(Now, if the Steelers are playing in the big game - which has happened twice in my conscious lifetime - it's a completely different story. I'll save that post for another time.)
Today I'm going up to my brother's to watch. I've only seen him once since Christmas, and my sister-in-law not at all, so it will be cool to hang out with their flat-screen HDTV and watch the game. I'm rooting for the Giants (my grandpa used to have season tickets, so I've always had a soft spot for them), but I have a feeling that the Patriots are going to come out uber-motivated because of all of the controversy swirling around them, and will therefore win fairly easily. Let's say 38-24.
Hope that you have a great Super Bowl Sunday!
(Now, if the Steelers are playing in the big game - which has happened twice in my conscious lifetime - it's a completely different story. I'll save that post for another time.)
Today I'm going up to my brother's to watch. I've only seen him once since Christmas, and my sister-in-law not at all, so it will be cool to hang out with their flat-screen HDTV and watch the game. I'm rooting for the Giants (my grandpa used to have season tickets, so I've always had a soft spot for them), but I have a feeling that the Patriots are going to come out uber-motivated because of all of the controversy swirling around them, and will therefore win fairly easily. Let's say 38-24.
Hope that you have a great Super Bowl Sunday!
Saturday, February 02, 2008
moved!
So I spent all day yesterday moving upstairs into my new room. It was exhausting, and it wasn't helped by the fact that it was POURING in NYC yesterday - one of those storms where you know that your umbrella is basically keeping your head and shoulders dry, because the wind is whipping the rain around enough to soak the rest of you. My umbrella (ella, ella, eh, eh) turned inside-out two or three times.
ANYWAY, I've got almost everything in here - and out of the basement - and my beautiful new bed is here. I keep joking with my parents that, with the delivery of my bed and the impending arrival of my new couch, I finally feel like a real boy. It's kinda true. And it's about time.
Time to stop procrastinating and get to work; I have a workshop to plan.
ANYWAY, I've got almost everything in here - and out of the basement - and my beautiful new bed is here. I keep joking with my parents that, with the delivery of my bed and the impending arrival of my new couch, I finally feel like a real boy. It's kinda true. And it's about time.
Time to stop procrastinating and get to work; I have a workshop to plan.
Friday, February 01, 2008
Fried Fish #5
I'm busy moving upstairs today, so I gotta make this quick. One of my best friends sent this to me, and I'm scared to click on the link, because I don't think I'd leave my laptop all day. But you should check it out. Basically, this is a site that allows you to play ANY ORIGINAL NINTENDO GAME EVER MADE. It sounds like heaven.
Check it out.
Check it out.
Thursday, January 31, 2008
there WAS blood
(See the post below if you're confused.)
The movie was very good. My roommates didn't like it, and I can't really understand why. I don't want to ruin anything for anybody, but Daniel Day-Lewis has got to be considered the best actor alive. Besides me, of course. (Calm down...just kidding...)
All right, off to watch the Challenge w/Snapple. No, we're not dating again, we're hanging out as friends. Yes, I know I said that last time. Yes, I know what I'm doing. Why do you have so many questions?
The movie was very good. My roommates didn't like it, and I can't really understand why. I don't want to ruin anything for anybody, but Daniel Day-Lewis has got to be considered the best actor alive. Besides me, of course. (Calm down...just kidding...)
All right, off to watch the Challenge w/Snapple. No, we're not dating again, we're hanging out as friends. Yes, I know I said that last time. Yes, I know what I'm doing. Why do you have so many questions?
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
still out of gas...
...but, hopefully, a longer post will come later in the week.
Off to watch election results and prep for a callback...
Off to watch election results and prep for a callback...
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
i'm not feeling creative
Wow, this 365 thing is going to be HARD. I don't really feel like posting anything today. I made a commitment, though, and I'm going to honor it.
So...
How are you?
Great.
Me? I'm fine. Keeping busy. Painted my new room today, although I won't move in there until Friday. Did a reading in a HUGE renovated brownstone - so gorgeous. Got dinner from Chipotle.
(sigh)
OK, well, I'm gonna kill some time before bed. Hope you have a good evening! See you tomorrow!
So...
How are you?
Great.
Me? I'm fine. Keeping busy. Painted my new room today, although I won't move in there until Friday. Did a reading in a HUGE renovated brownstone - so gorgeous. Got dinner from Chipotle.
(sigh)
OK, well, I'm gonna kill some time before bed. Hope you have a good evening! See you tomorrow!
Saturday, January 26, 2008
this about sums it up
via text message, in response to a question about my recent mental state
Doing ok...trying to stay out of trouble...
Doing ok...trying to stay out of trouble...
Friday, January 25, 2008
Fried Fish #4
Lazy day today - can't seem to find the strength to get out of bed. So I've been in here for a while with my laptop. Good times.
(I'm actually going to get up in a few minutes, because I'm STARVING.)
Your link for the last Friday in January? A pop culture mix tape from the folks at Pajiba. Enjoy!
(I'm actually going to get up in a few minutes, because I'm STARVING.)
Your link for the last Friday in January? A pop culture mix tape from the folks at Pajiba. Enjoy!
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
i don't care what anybody says
...the hardest thing to do in the world is to leave someone when they are asking you to stay.
seeing a ghost
One thing I forgot to mention from yesterday:
When I do this standardized patient stuff, I play a character with some kind of medical issue. The student comes into the room and is supposed to gather important info to give to the doctor. We do this for about ten minutes, and then the attending physician and I give them feedback. Basically, I'm doing improv. For the students, it's an exercise in developing rapport with patients.
So yesterday, this student walked in. I could tell she was pretty, but I was kind of focusing on something else. But when she sat down to do the interview, she did something kind of unusual (and brilliant): she sat down next to me, instead of across the table. So I was about 4 feet away from her, and so (of course) I could really look at her.
And my heart almost stopped.
Why?
Because she was the spitting image of The One That Got Away.
I dated this woman in high school and college, and, without getting into the whole story, basically blew the one shot I had at making something work. The last time I talked to her was two days before her wedding, to tell her I wasn't coming. She was kind of pissed. And she also kind of rebuked me in her Christmas card that year.
I called her parents (who love me) a couple of years ago to get her number, because I had been dreaming about her for a couple of weeks straight, and I left a dumb-ass message on her answering machine. I never heard back from her. Which is probably for the best.
Anyway, this girl was like a taller version of her, and it totally freaked me out. I was able to hold it together during the interview (though I gave up some info probably before I should have), but afterwards I kind of mock-collapsed and told the people in the room the deal. Fortunately they all thought it was funny.
When I do this standardized patient stuff, I play a character with some kind of medical issue. The student comes into the room and is supposed to gather important info to give to the doctor. We do this for about ten minutes, and then the attending physician and I give them feedback. Basically, I'm doing improv. For the students, it's an exercise in developing rapport with patients.
So yesterday, this student walked in. I could tell she was pretty, but I was kind of focusing on something else. But when she sat down to do the interview, she did something kind of unusual (and brilliant): she sat down next to me, instead of across the table. So I was about 4 feet away from her, and so (of course) I could really look at her.
And my heart almost stopped.
Why?
Because she was the spitting image of The One That Got Away.
I dated this woman in high school and college, and, without getting into the whole story, basically blew the one shot I had at making something work. The last time I talked to her was two days before her wedding, to tell her I wasn't coming. She was kind of pissed. And she also kind of rebuked me in her Christmas card that year.
I called her parents (who love me) a couple of years ago to get her number, because I had been dreaming about her for a couple of weeks straight, and I left a dumb-ass message on her answering machine. I never heard back from her. Which is probably for the best.
Anyway, this girl was like a taller version of her, and it totally freaked me out. I was able to hold it together during the interview (though I gave up some info probably before I should have), but afterwards I kind of mock-collapsed and told the people in the room the deal. Fortunately they all thought it was funny.
Heath Ledger 1979-2008
I was really shocked and saddened to hear this news yesterday - it was totally one of those "that's gotta be a hoax" statements. Crazy.
I guess one of the reasons that this hit me so hard is that he was sort of a peer of mine. Granted, he was WAY higher up on the pyramid than I am, but we're all in the same gang, you know?
He was very good at what he did, and it looked like he was just getting started. He will be missed.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
up and down day
written on a subway platform in Manhattan
Up and down day today. I'll explain, notes-style:
- Audition for play today. It ended up going two hours, and it was a great experience. I busted my ass in prep for this, working deep into the night and early this morning. They said they wanted to make a quick decision, though, and I didn't hear anything, so my hopes are dim. Still, there's a chance. And the artistic director mentioned that they're doing another play next year that's perfect for me, so we'll see.
- Played with the med school kids, which was a fun experience. Everyone got something out of it, and I actually had fun.
- Got an e-mail from the artistic director of the theater in Rockport (where I spent last summer) telling me that there wasn't a spot for me this summer, confirming my suspicions. I thought I was friends with this guy, but he seems to be doing the opposite of everything he told me he would do. So that means I won't get to play with Fred and Ginger and Power Broker West and Snapple and Big Bird, which makes me sad.
- Work tonight sucked. Lots of angsty teens, and several fights. At one point it seemed like all hell was breaking loose. The cops were called twice.
- Heath Ledger died. I'm strangely very upset by this, maybe because he's only a couple of years younger than me.
- I missed my train, as in it was pulling away as I went through the turnstile. I've been waiting here for 13 minutes.
I'm looking forward to going home, making myself some tea, putting up my feet, and forgetting about everything else.
HERE IT COMES!
Up and down day today. I'll explain, notes-style:
- Audition for play today. It ended up going two hours, and it was a great experience. I busted my ass in prep for this, working deep into the night and early this morning. They said they wanted to make a quick decision, though, and I didn't hear anything, so my hopes are dim. Still, there's a chance. And the artistic director mentioned that they're doing another play next year that's perfect for me, so we'll see.
- Played with the med school kids, which was a fun experience. Everyone got something out of it, and I actually had fun.
- Got an e-mail from the artistic director of the theater in Rockport (where I spent last summer) telling me that there wasn't a spot for me this summer, confirming my suspicions. I thought I was friends with this guy, but he seems to be doing the opposite of everything he told me he would do. So that means I won't get to play with Fred and Ginger and Power Broker West and Snapple and Big Bird, which makes me sad.
- Work tonight sucked. Lots of angsty teens, and several fights. At one point it seemed like all hell was breaking loose. The cops were called twice.
- Heath Ledger died. I'm strangely very upset by this, maybe because he's only a couple of years younger than me.
- I missed my train, as in it was pulling away as I went through the turnstile. I've been waiting here for 13 minutes.
I'm looking forward to going home, making myself some tea, putting up my feet, and forgetting about everything else.
HERE IT COMES!
Monday, January 21, 2008
here it is
Warning: this will be a long post. And one that will be stream-of-conscious, too, so give me a break if this rambles/meanders.
Sometimes I find it very difficult to be honest on here. It's not so hard with my online friends. It's with the people who read the blog on Tuesday and hang out with me on Thursday. I know that they're going to hold my feet to the fire.
Furthermore, I have a habit of soliciting advice from lots of people before making a decision. I generally tell myself that it helps me to talk out my decisions, and that having different perspectives is always useful. I mean, if I were a politician, I'd govern by consensus. But lately I've come to realize that getting advice from others has become a way for me to make the "politically correct" or "normal" decision. I'm afraid to make a mistake. I don't want to be attacked, or made fun of.
Which brings us to the mystery I mentioned last week. I'm "dating" Snapple again. We were watching reality TV last week, and then we had some drinks and had a long conversation, and it just kind of happened. I realized that I had made some assumptions about her that weren't necessarily true, and she said that she just wanted to hang out and have a good time and see what happened, and said she understood when I told her that I didn't think it was going anywhere, and from there you can probably guess where it went. So it's been almost two weeks, and I'm having a lot of fun with her.
I haven't told many people about this, mostly because the reaction ranges from, "Wow...well, if you're having fun and it's honest..." to, "You're dishonorable and an asshole." But I kept thinking, look, I'm being up front with her, and she seems like she really just wants to hang out and have fun, and at a certain point when someone tells you the same thing over and over again - don't you just have to believe it, and put the rest on them?
It's still been bothering me, though.
And then there's Maxine.
Her reaction was of the "you're an asshole" variety. She's currently not speaking to me, except for short terse e-mails and text messages when she needs info from me. And it's killing me.
She is driving me crazy. 90% of the time I want to be with her. 5% of the time I think she's uptight/picky/anal. And the other 5% of the time I want to throw her out of the window. But I love her. I'm not over her. We've been doing this "will we or won't we" tango for 14 months now, and it's driving both of us crazy. So, even though on Saturday night she said that she's not over the guy who broke up with her a month ago, and even though she hooked up with him in a situation awfully similar to my "reunion" with Snapple, she's furious.
Look, I understand why she's mad. She wants to be with her dude, but he's basically saying, "It's not you, it's me." And then she sees me do the same thing to Snapple. And then, after their encounter, the next time they saw each other he was completely hands off; I, however, am continuing to hang with Snapple. It doesn't take a rocket scientist.
I am just utterly, utterly frustrated.
I know that I have to make up my own mind, that no matter what anybody tells me, I have to come to the decision on my own. I know that I will probably break things off sooner than later with Snapple, because she's a great woman who deserves better, and because I can't live with the guilt.
But I don't know what to do about Maxine. I know that part of the reason I'm reluctant to get back together with her is because a lot of my friends will be pissed (years ago, two of my best friends in the world told me that they wouldn't come to the wedding if i married her - we were all drunk off our asses, but still, that stings). I know that another reason is that she broke my heart four years ago and I don't want to go back to that. I don't know if I could handle that. I know that another reason is that I like being single, and I want to hook up with Trouble when I go visit Valley City, and I don't want to be one of those actors who cheats on his wife in every town.
I also wonder if she's "the one". Like, does that even exist? I keep waiting to meet some woman and have it hit me in the face like a truck, that they are right for me. I thought that I felt that with the Power Broker. I think that, if she ever left her asshole boyfriend, I could get there with the Power Broker West. And I felt it when I first spoke to Maxine. But I don't trust it anymore.
Wow. I'm boring myself with my words. I think I should go to bed. I think that doing this Hamlet monologue tomorrow morning may be the best medicine for me.
Sometimes I find it very difficult to be honest on here. It's not so hard with my online friends. It's with the people who read the blog on Tuesday and hang out with me on Thursday. I know that they're going to hold my feet to the fire.
Furthermore, I have a habit of soliciting advice from lots of people before making a decision. I generally tell myself that it helps me to talk out my decisions, and that having different perspectives is always useful. I mean, if I were a politician, I'd govern by consensus. But lately I've come to realize that getting advice from others has become a way for me to make the "politically correct" or "normal" decision. I'm afraid to make a mistake. I don't want to be attacked, or made fun of.
Which brings us to the mystery I mentioned last week. I'm "dating" Snapple again. We were watching reality TV last week, and then we had some drinks and had a long conversation, and it just kind of happened. I realized that I had made some assumptions about her that weren't necessarily true, and she said that she just wanted to hang out and have a good time and see what happened, and said she understood when I told her that I didn't think it was going anywhere, and from there you can probably guess where it went. So it's been almost two weeks, and I'm having a lot of fun with her.
I haven't told many people about this, mostly because the reaction ranges from, "Wow...well, if you're having fun and it's honest..." to, "You're dishonorable and an asshole." But I kept thinking, look, I'm being up front with her, and she seems like she really just wants to hang out and have fun, and at a certain point when someone tells you the same thing over and over again - don't you just have to believe it, and put the rest on them?
It's still been bothering me, though.
And then there's Maxine.
Her reaction was of the "you're an asshole" variety. She's currently not speaking to me, except for short terse e-mails and text messages when she needs info from me. And it's killing me.
She is driving me crazy. 90% of the time I want to be with her. 5% of the time I think she's uptight/picky/anal. And the other 5% of the time I want to throw her out of the window. But I love her. I'm not over her. We've been doing this "will we or won't we" tango for 14 months now, and it's driving both of us crazy. So, even though on Saturday night she said that she's not over the guy who broke up with her a month ago, and even though she hooked up with him in a situation awfully similar to my "reunion" with Snapple, she's furious.
Look, I understand why she's mad. She wants to be with her dude, but he's basically saying, "It's not you, it's me." And then she sees me do the same thing to Snapple. And then, after their encounter, the next time they saw each other he was completely hands off; I, however, am continuing to hang with Snapple. It doesn't take a rocket scientist.
I am just utterly, utterly frustrated.
I know that I have to make up my own mind, that no matter what anybody tells me, I have to come to the decision on my own. I know that I will probably break things off sooner than later with Snapple, because she's a great woman who deserves better, and because I can't live with the guilt.
But I don't know what to do about Maxine. I know that part of the reason I'm reluctant to get back together with her is because a lot of my friends will be pissed (years ago, two of my best friends in the world told me that they wouldn't come to the wedding if i married her - we were all drunk off our asses, but still, that stings). I know that another reason is that she broke my heart four years ago and I don't want to go back to that. I don't know if I could handle that. I know that another reason is that I like being single, and I want to hook up with Trouble when I go visit Valley City, and I don't want to be one of those actors who cheats on his wife in every town.
I also wonder if she's "the one". Like, does that even exist? I keep waiting to meet some woman and have it hit me in the face like a truck, that they are right for me. I thought that I felt that with the Power Broker. I think that, if she ever left her asshole boyfriend, I could get there with the Power Broker West. And I felt it when I first spoke to Maxine. But I don't trust it anymore.
Wow. I'm boring myself with my words. I think I should go to bed. I think that doing this Hamlet monologue tomorrow morning may be the best medicine for me.
Sunday, January 20, 2008
now that's cold
Listen, folks, if you've ever read my blog, you know that I love football. Love it.
But there's NO WAY that I would sit through tonight's NFC Championship Game if I was given a free ticket.
You know what the temperature is supposed to be tonight in Green Bay, WI (where the game is taking place)?
0.
That's right.
Zero degrees.
Fahrenheit.
With a wind chill of negative fifteen.
That does not sound like fun. That sounds like torture.
And yet, if you turn on your TV at 6:30, you'll see 75,000 Packer fans wrapped in blankets and coats, supporting their team.
That's love.
But there's NO WAY that I would sit through tonight's NFC Championship Game if I was given a free ticket.
You know what the temperature is supposed to be tonight in Green Bay, WI (where the game is taking place)?
0.
That's right.
Zero degrees.
Fahrenheit.
With a wind chill of negative fifteen.
That does not sound like fun. That sounds like torture.
And yet, if you turn on your TV at 6:30, you'll see 75,000 Packer fans wrapped in blankets and coats, supporting their team.
That's love.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
i am now officially an adult...
...because I just bought a bed. I really wanted a queen-sized one, but it won't fit in my new room, and I couldn't get it downstairs into my current setup, so I have to settle for the full. I'm pretty jazzed, though. Macy's was having a clearance, so I got the bad boy for half off! Good times.
And yesterday I went to IKEA and bought dishes and glasses and mugs with saucers. Add this to my couch purchase, and I am on the way to full fledged adulthood!
(At 30.)
And yesterday I went to IKEA and bought dishes and glasses and mugs with saucers. Add this to my couch purchase, and I am on the way to full fledged adulthood!
(At 30.)
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Fried Fish #3...
...and post #500. Amazing. Can't believe it's been that many.
We'll be visiting nos. 600, 700, and 800 before the year is through, believe you me.
Anyway, here's your link for the day: Pajiba's Tearjerkiest Moments of the Last 20 Years, or Scenes That Will Make You Lose Your Shit. Really good stuff. Happy reading/watching!
We'll be visiting nos. 600, 700, and 800 before the year is through, believe you me.
Anyway, here's your link for the day: Pajiba's Tearjerkiest Moments of the Last 20 Years, or Scenes That Will Make You Lose Your Shit. Really good stuff. Happy reading/watching!
see! i am a nice roommate
written in my living room on my laptop
January 17, 2008
To Whom It May Concern:
My name is The Rover, and I am the leaseholder on the apartment at my address in Brooklyn, NY. I am writing this letter on behalf of my stupid roommate. My stupid roommate is living in my apartment, and has been a tenant at this address since October of 2007. Attached is a copy of my lease. Please feel free to contact me with any further questions or concerns. Thank you.
Sincerely,
The Rover
January 17, 2008
To Whom It May Concern:
My name is The Rover, and I am the leaseholder on the apartment at my address in Brooklyn, NY. I am writing this letter on behalf of my stupid roommate. My stupid roommate is living in my apartment, and has been a tenant at this address since October of 2007. Attached is a copy of my lease. Please feel free to contact me with any further questions or concerns. Thank you.
Sincerely,
The Rover
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
blog housekeeping
My post from Sunday is finally up - sorry it took me forever and a day to transcribe it, but I've had other things on my plate.
I'm looking to change my template. Anyone have any suggestions for me? At first I thought this pukey green color fit well with the idea of collard greens, but now I just hate it.
I'm having girl issues again, but I'm not quite ready to write about it. Maybe tomorrow. That, of course, will answer the mystery question I posed a couple of days ago...
Off to shower and watch this past weekend's football games. Enjoy your Wednesday.
I'm looking to change my template. Anyone have any suggestions for me? At first I thought this pukey green color fit well with the idea of collard greens, but now I just hate it.
I'm having girl issues again, but I'm not quite ready to write about it. Maybe tomorrow. That, of course, will answer the mystery question I posed a couple of days ago...
Off to shower and watch this past weekend's football games. Enjoy your Wednesday.
vote for my friend!
So, I have a friend who is a big football fan. (I know, shocking!) He was on his way home the other day and noticed a big Sprint/NFL Tour truck in the parking lot of his neighborhood Best Buy. They have this game where you can get into a booth and do some play-by-play of NFL games.
Long story short, he was picked as one of the top five of the day! Fan voting then determines the winner, who wins a $200 shopping spree at NFL.com, and is entered into a drawing for two Super Bowl tickets. Good times, right?
Anyway, my friend is trying to win the vote, and I mentioned that my blog might be a vehicle for a few votes, if my friends/readers are bored enough. If you want to help my pal out, go over to www.sprint.com/nfltour, and click on the star in the Texas region. Then click on "Watauga, TX 1/13" and look for Joe P. He (and I) would appreciate it.
Maybe, if we're all lucky, he'll buy us a hat or a wristband or something.
Long story short, he was picked as one of the top five of the day! Fan voting then determines the winner, who wins a $200 shopping spree at NFL.com, and is entered into a drawing for two Super Bowl tickets. Good times, right?
Anyway, my friend is trying to win the vote, and I mentioned that my blog might be a vehicle for a few votes, if my friends/readers are bored enough. If you want to help my pal out, go over to www.sprint.com/nfltour, and click on the star in the Texas region. Then click on "Watauga, TX 1/13" and look for Joe P. He (and I) would appreciate it.
Maybe, if we're all lucky, he'll buy us a hat or a wristband or something.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
oh, man...
I was doing a reading as a favor for a friend, and missed an opportunity to do a reading for a HUGE theater! Darn it...
They did say that they would definitely use me in the future, so that makes me happy, but still...
Oh well. I've been doing a million readings lately, so I'm bound to hit every venue in the city sooner or later.
They did say that they would definitely use me in the future, so that makes me happy, but still...
Oh well. I've been doing a million readings lately, so I'm bound to hit every venue in the city sooner or later.
Monday, January 14, 2008
i'm not late
I did make a post yesterday, off-line. I haven't uploaded it yet because, well... I wasn't at home last night. I didn't get home until 5pm.
Where was I? That's the next post.
I've got a few things to get done here - balancing my checkbook, paying some bills, making a few phone calls - and then I'll explain.
Where was I? That's the next post.
I've got a few things to get done here - balancing my checkbook, paying some bills, making a few phone calls - and then I'll explain.
Sunday, January 13, 2008
i sound hot
written on a Brooklyn-bound subway train
I just recorded a post on my phone, but in case it doesn't work, here's a back-up.
Headed home from a reading. I was just reading the stage directions (description of the characters' actions, in case you know nothing about theater), which is pretty easy, but apparently my voice wanted a higher degree of difficulty, because only 40% of it showed up. So now I sound real sexy. (This happened to me a couple of months ago, while in Valley City - can't remember if I wrote about it or not.)
(This dude is being real shady, waffling on whether or not to go between cars. Make up your mind!)
I hate to admit this as a trained theater professional, but I kind of like it when my voice goes out for no reason. Unless it hurts. There's just something about the quality that I dig. Is that weird?
Looking forward to getting off the train so I can eat.
I just recorded a post on my phone, but in case it doesn't work, here's a back-up.
Headed home from a reading. I was just reading the stage directions (description of the characters' actions, in case you know nothing about theater), which is pretty easy, but apparently my voice wanted a higher degree of difficulty, because only 40% of it showed up. So now I sound real sexy. (This happened to me a couple of months ago, while in Valley City - can't remember if I wrote about it or not.)
(This dude is being real shady, waffling on whether or not to go between cars. Make up your mind!)
I hate to admit this as a trained theater professional, but I kind of like it when my voice goes out for no reason. Unless it hurts. There's just something about the quality that I dig. Is that weird?
Looking forward to getting off the train so I can eat.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
shopping spree
I'm about to embark on a shopping spree of unprecedented proportion - at least, for me.
My good roommate is moving out at the end of the month, and she's taking a lot of the apartment with her. After all, she was the one who bought it in the first place. Because the bad roommate is fresh out of college (and therefore could exist with just a chair, air mattress, and television), and StefStar (who is replacing the good roommate) is a transient, it's up to me to provide for my living space.
So, I now have to buy:
a couch (the top item on the list today)
pots & pans
dishes (though I have some in Pittsburgh to rescue from the clutches of my parents' basement)
a kitchen cabinet (we just really need one)
a coffee table
a rug
a bed (because I'm 30, and it's not cute for me to sleep on a futon anymore)
First up is the cabinet and the couch - Maxine is going with me, because I have no taste. ;-) I would also accept donations...
My good roommate is moving out at the end of the month, and she's taking a lot of the apartment with her. After all, she was the one who bought it in the first place. Because the bad roommate is fresh out of college (and therefore could exist with just a chair, air mattress, and television), and StefStar (who is replacing the good roommate) is a transient, it's up to me to provide for my living space.
So, I now have to buy:
a couch (the top item on the list today)
pots & pans
dishes (though I have some in Pittsburgh to rescue from the clutches of my parents' basement)
a kitchen cabinet (we just really need one)
a coffee table
a rug
a bed (because I'm 30, and it's not cute for me to sleep on a futon anymore)
First up is the cabinet and the couch - Maxine is going with me, because I have no taste. ;-) I would also accept donations...
Friday, January 11, 2008
Fried Fish #2
Not sold on the name for my Friday links, but we're gonna go with it for now. Unless you have a better idea.
Today's offering - why I love living in NYC:
Click to expand. Thanks to tuckergurl, who I stole this from.
Today's offering - why I love living in NYC:
Click to expand. Thanks to tuckergurl, who I stole this from.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
on location at the job
written at a small studio in Manhattan
Sitting in a studio in midtown, waiting to do a workshop. It's been one of those days, where all of my appointments are two hours apart and fifteen minutes away from each other. I started at 9:30, and I really haven't stopped. I'll be done by nine, though - plenty of time to kick it with Big Bird and Maxine for a couple of hours before passing out.
These workshops are weird. All of these actors, freshly scrubbed and pressed, looking for the tip that will give them a leg up, hoping to meet the person that will give them their Big Break. I have to admit that it's hard to resist the temptation to chat up some of the finer-looking ladies here - there are always a couple that are off-the-charts. I find that chasing girls causes me to lose focus though, so I have to satisfy myself with a glance here and there.
There is one exception to this rule - the assistant to the casting director is close to my physical ideal - she's so gorgeous she makes me a little bit dumber. I don't want to ruin my chances at working with these people someday, but if I get her alone, I'm going to have to ask her out.
One of the annoying things about these things is that there are also quite a few people who are - how can I be nice about this? I can't, so I'll just say it - they're bad. Really horrid. I applaud them for having the bravery to get up here and do this, but I feel bad that casting directors take advantage of people who clearly aren't ready. But hey, what are you gonna do?
I'm 15 minutes away from showtime, so I should look over my lines and focus (as I write this, the hot assistant just walked across my field of vision, along with 2 other beautiful women - this will be easier said than done).
Sitting in a studio in midtown, waiting to do a workshop. It's been one of those days, where all of my appointments are two hours apart and fifteen minutes away from each other. I started at 9:30, and I really haven't stopped. I'll be done by nine, though - plenty of time to kick it with Big Bird and Maxine for a couple of hours before passing out.
These workshops are weird. All of these actors, freshly scrubbed and pressed, looking for the tip that will give them a leg up, hoping to meet the person that will give them their Big Break. I have to admit that it's hard to resist the temptation to chat up some of the finer-looking ladies here - there are always a couple that are off-the-charts. I find that chasing girls causes me to lose focus though, so I have to satisfy myself with a glance here and there.
There is one exception to this rule - the assistant to the casting director is close to my physical ideal - she's so gorgeous she makes me a little bit dumber. I don't want to ruin my chances at working with these people someday, but if I get her alone, I'm going to have to ask her out.
One of the annoying things about these things is that there are also quite a few people who are - how can I be nice about this? I can't, so I'll just say it - they're bad. Really horrid. I applaud them for having the bravery to get up here and do this, but I feel bad that casting directors take advantage of people who clearly aren't ready. But hey, what are you gonna do?
I'm 15 minutes away from showtime, so I should look over my lines and focus (as I write this, the hot assistant just walked across my field of vision, along with 2 other beautiful women - this will be easier said than done).
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
am i a criminal?
Yesterday, I ran out of lip balm. This is a huge problem for me - I need to keep my smackers moisturized, you know? So I stop in a drugstore by the subway.
It's an independent drug store, so there are no signs on the aisles. I cruise down three of them - no lip balm (though I did find a Vitamin Water, my newest vice). Walking by the back register, I found some. Yay!
Except...it was the right brand (Burt's Beeswax) but not the right kind. One had pomegranate oil. One was honey-flavored. One came in those little tins you have to dip your finger in. I just wanted the regular ol' Burt's! But, alas, none in sight. So I bought the one with the fancy oil.
BUT!
On the way out of the store, I wandered down an aisle I hadn't been down - and found a whole stash of lip balm - including my chosen kind! I was happy, but dismayed that I hadn't bought the right one.
So what did I do?
I picked up one of the regular lip balms, put the one I bought down, and walked out of the store.
Does this make me a shoplifter?
It's an independent drug store, so there are no signs on the aisles. I cruise down three of them - no lip balm (though I did find a Vitamin Water, my newest vice). Walking by the back register, I found some. Yay!
Except...it was the right brand (Burt's Beeswax) but not the right kind. One had pomegranate oil. One was honey-flavored. One came in those little tins you have to dip your finger in. I just wanted the regular ol' Burt's! But, alas, none in sight. So I bought the one with the fancy oil.
BUT!
On the way out of the store, I wandered down an aisle I hadn't been down - and found a whole stash of lip balm - including my chosen kind! I was happy, but dismayed that I hadn't bought the right one.
So what did I do?
I picked up one of the regular lip balms, put the one I bought down, and walked out of the store.
Does this make me a shoplifter?
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Clinton beats Obama...
...and proves, once again, that the pollsters have no idea what they're talking about.
At least it gives the talking heads something to obsess about for the next few weeks.
I have to say, though, I hope this is actually a race with some suspense. This is what I enjoy about politics. (I don't enjoy, "What a great comeback I've made," which we've heard from both winners tonight. Maybe they shouldn't have read their speeches off the page.)
Any predictions for the general election? Of course, tonight proves that you can't take anything to the bank...
At least it gives the talking heads something to obsess about for the next few weeks.
I have to say, though, I hope this is actually a race with some suspense. This is what I enjoy about politics. (I don't enjoy, "What a great comeback I've made," which we've heard from both winners tonight. Maybe they shouldn't have read their speeches off the page.)
Any predictions for the general election? Of course, tonight proves that you can't take anything to the bank...
Monday, January 07, 2008
Colbert & Stewart
Sorry for the short post below: I wanted to write about those two programs, but they weren't going to end before midnight, and I didn't want to miss my deadline. Hence, those three sentences.
Anyway, I watched them, and it amazes me that the networks want these guys to go back on the air. They HAVE to know that they're going to spend half of their time taking shots at management. It doesn't seem to be the best way to hold your position, you know?
I'm glad that the shows are back, but I don't think they're going to be watchable for very long. Let's hope that this strike can get settled sooner rather than later. Then we can all go back to rotting our brains on TV...um...I mean...the sooner that I can start working in another medium!
Anyway, I watched them, and it amazes me that the networks want these guys to go back on the air. They HAVE to know that they're going to spend half of their time taking shots at management. It doesn't seem to be the best way to hold your position, you know?
I'm glad that the shows are back, but I don't think they're going to be watchable for very long. Let's hope that this strike can get settled sooner rather than later. Then we can all go back to rotting our brains on TV...um...I mean...the sooner that I can start working in another medium!
Sunday, January 06, 2008
feeling a bit better
...I guess. Thanks for the sympathy. It's amazing that I can still get this worked up over football, right?
Had brunch with my friend Big Bird, who is in town for a few weeks. He's not a sports guy at all, so we spent two hours talking about our jobs, and my super-fun adventures with the ladies (the two of us went to grad school together, so he's seen it all).
Tonight I'm meeting up with a girl I work with. I'm not sure if it's a date or a "hang-out" situation. I'm going into it with low expectations, but I'm prepared to buy several rounds of drinks. I think she's pretty hot, and she seems nice...I'm just not sure how this will go.
And...well...let's just say that there may be a couple more irons on the fire. I'm accepting nicknames...
As always, full update later.
Had brunch with my friend Big Bird, who is in town for a few weeks. He's not a sports guy at all, so we spent two hours talking about our jobs, and my super-fun adventures with the ladies (the two of us went to grad school together, so he's seen it all).
Tonight I'm meeting up with a girl I work with. I'm not sure if it's a date or a "hang-out" situation. I'm going into it with low expectations, but I'm prepared to buy several rounds of drinks. I think she's pretty hot, and she seems nice...I'm just not sure how this will go.
And...well...let's just say that there may be a couple more irons on the fire. I'm accepting nicknames...
As always, full update later.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
SO annoyed...
...that the Steelers lost. They got down early, made a HUGE comeback - and got beat by a QB draw on 4th and 2. Unbelievable.
This team was too banged-up to win a championship. But they gave a great effort, and they probably should have won.
I'll be frustrated for a few days...probably don't need to see any more highlights or talk about it at all...
This team was too banged-up to win a championship. But they gave a great effort, and they probably should have won.
I'll be frustrated for a few days...probably don't need to see any more highlights or talk about it at all...
short post
The roommate is leaving on March 1, which makes me happy. I'll get into the story later, maybe on Monday. Still trying to figure out who will take his place - you know anyone interested?
Right now I'm getting fired up for a weekend of playoff football. The Steelers play at 8 - keep your fingers crossed for them, please.
Right now I'm getting fired up for a weekend of playoff football. The Steelers play at 8 - keep your fingers crossed for them, please.
Friday, January 04, 2008
Fried fish
So I've been wanting to do some kind of "link of the week" thing forever. I keep running across these crazy things on the Internets, and I want to share them. Maybe you'll think they're funny. Maybe you'll think they're dumb. But at least you'll be entertained for a few minutes.
Plus, this essentially gives me something to post every Friday. ;-)
So, without further ado (warning - strong language):
Plus, this essentially gives me something to post every Friday. ;-)
So, without further ado (warning - strong language):
Thursday, January 03, 2008
offline post rules
I did my first non-Blogger post on the second day of the year. (It's below.) Crazy.
Just to let you know how these will go, I've decided to post any offline entries completely as-is. Then, if I want to fix or add or clarify something, I'll post it in the comments. Feel free to add your own, if you feel like making fun of my poor spelling or crazy talk (like the post below). I'll also put any important information you need to know, like location, in italics above the post.
With that, I'm going to sleep for a few hours. Sleeping upright on a plane does not compare to the comfort of my crappy futon.
Just to let you know how these will go, I've decided to post any offline entries completely as-is. Then, if I want to fix or add or clarify something, I'll post it in the comments. Feel free to add your own, if you feel like making fun of my poor spelling or crazy talk (like the post below). I'll also put any important information you need to know, like location, in italics above the post.
With that, I'm going to sleep for a few hours. Sleeping upright on a plane does not compare to the comfort of my crappy futon.
Wednesday, January 02, 2008
seatmate woes
written on a New York-bound JetBlue flight
Didn't think I'd go to the notebook this early, did you? ;-)
The girl next to me - sitting in the middle seat - is getting on my nerves. She asked me to switch to another middle seat so she could sit w/her friend - like that was gonna happen - and then tried to crawl over me. I had been under the impression that our middle seat was empty.
Then she started copying me. Ordering the same stuff, watching the same TV program - it sucks.
Plus, she smells.
4 hours left.
Didn't think I'd go to the notebook this early, did you? ;-)
The girl next to me - sitting in the middle seat - is getting on my nerves. She asked me to switch to another middle seat so she could sit w/her friend - like that was gonna happen - and then tried to crawl over me. I had been under the impression that our middle seat was empty.
Then she started copying me. Ordering the same stuff, watching the same TV program - it sucks.
Plus, she smells.
4 hours left.
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
oh yeah
Totally forgot to tell you guys - I solved my apartment woes!
I had a mini-epiphany on Saturday afternoon, after looking at another crappy apartment in a less-than-desirable location. What were the biggest problems with the place I was in now? I liked the location, and I liked the price. After mulling it over, I came up with two:
1. Not enough sunlight.
2. My 22 yr old roommate.
Problem #1 could be easily solved. My cool roommate (a faithful reader of this blog) is moving out next month. I could just move upstairs and take her room. Done.
But what about #2? He's been there since September, and he's been planning to take over the lease. And he's got another friend from college that he wants to move in - and having another one of him would just drive me CRAZY.
Then I realized - he's not on the lease now.
I am.
It's my apartment.
So, I'm going to ask him to leave. Done.
I'll go into further detail about this later (since I'm obviously going to need things to post about).
I had a mini-epiphany on Saturday afternoon, after looking at another crappy apartment in a less-than-desirable location. What were the biggest problems with the place I was in now? I liked the location, and I liked the price. After mulling it over, I came up with two:
1. Not enough sunlight.
2. My 22 yr old roommate.
Problem #1 could be easily solved. My cool roommate (a faithful reader of this blog) is moving out next month. I could just move upstairs and take her room. Done.
But what about #2? He's been there since September, and he's been planning to take over the lease. And he's got another friend from college that he wants to move in - and having another one of him would just drive me CRAZY.
Then I realized - he's not on the lease now.
I am.
It's my apartment.
So, I'm going to ask him to leave. Done.
I'll go into further detail about this later (since I'm obviously going to need things to post about).
Wedding of the Century II
I know, I know, you remember me talking about my brother's wedding as The Wedding of the Century. Well, this one was comparable. (Hey, if college football can have the Game of the Century every few years, why can't I do the same?)
The ceremony was the best I've ever been to. They had a slide show, and some friends danced and sang. But the most impressive part was the vows. I've never seen such a raw, honest, naked, eloquent expression of love. Neither one of them was afraid to bare their souls in front of 250 people - but it felt like you were listening to a private conversation. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. (Not that I cried...um...well...it just got a bit dusty in there - you know?)
I've got one more day in San Francisco; then it's a red-eye back to New York, where 2008 begins for me in full force. I'm very excited!
The ceremony was the best I've ever been to. They had a slide show, and some friends danced and sang. But the most impressive part was the vows. I've never seen such a raw, honest, naked, eloquent expression of love. Neither one of them was afraid to bare their souls in front of 250 people - but it felt like you were listening to a private conversation. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. (Not that I cried...um...well...it just got a bit dusty in there - you know?)
I've got one more day in San Francisco; then it's a red-eye back to New York, where 2008 begins for me in full force. I'm very excited!
Monday, December 31, 2007
too much love
At SFO, picking up friends before the wedding. (It's a surprise - ssssshhhh!)
I just had to remark that I understand, when picking up someone at the gate, if you kiss for a while. You're in love (or lust), haven't seen your S.O. in some time - it's natural there should be a bit o lovin'.
But I just watched a couple full-on MAKE OUT for five minutes. Right at the entrance. People were having to push by them, etc. It was gross. Like watching porn, but not hot at all. Ick.
Oh well.
The wedding starts in 4 hours, and I'm very excited. I'm ringing in the New Year with a bunch of Sleepy Hamlet folks, so I know I'm going to have a great time. Even if I'm not guaranteed a smooch at midnight. I hope that you have a wonderful - and safe - time too.
Blog365 starts tomorrow...see you then...
I just had to remark that I understand, when picking up someone at the gate, if you kiss for a while. You're in love (or lust), haven't seen your S.O. in some time - it's natural there should be a bit o lovin'.
But I just watched a couple full-on MAKE OUT for five minutes. Right at the entrance. People were having to push by them, etc. It was gross. Like watching porn, but not hot at all. Ick.
Oh well.
The wedding starts in 4 hours, and I'm very excited. I'm ringing in the New Year with a bunch of Sleepy Hamlet folks, so I know I'm going to have a great time. Even if I'm not guaranteed a smooch at midnight. I hope that you have a wonderful - and safe - time too.
Blog365 starts tomorrow...see you then...
Friday, December 28, 2007
apartment hunting
I hate it.
Desperately, desperately hate it.
I don't want to live in a crappy, far-away, unsafe neighborhood. But, because of my chosen profession, I can't afford to pay $1000/month for a place - there's just too much uncertainty, you know? So right now I'm just tearing my hair out.
(Actually, my hair is pretty short right now, so if I actually wanted to physically tear out hunks o' my locks, it would be pretty unsatisfying.)
Going to go look at three places today. I'll let you know if any of them are mildly interesting...
Desperately, desperately hate it.
I don't want to live in a crappy, far-away, unsafe neighborhood. But, because of my chosen profession, I can't afford to pay $1000/month for a place - there's just too much uncertainty, you know? So right now I'm just tearing my hair out.
(Actually, my hair is pretty short right now, so if I actually wanted to physically tear out hunks o' my locks, it would be pretty unsatisfying.)
Going to go look at three places today. I'll let you know if any of them are mildly interesting...
Blog 365 - am I crazy?
So, folks, I've noticed two things.
1. I like writing every day.
2. More people seem to visit my blog when I write every day.
Therefore, I'm going to undertake a massive...undertaking.
I'm joining Blog 365, meaning that, in 2008, I will be blogging every day.
Here are the rules (as written by the Blog365 people):
- Blog everyday for 365 days.
- Feb.29th is a Free Day and will be the Blog365 day of rest!
(Thanks Leap Year)
- You do not HAVE to post to the same blog as long as you post everyday.
- No internet? Write your post locally and post it once you are back on the grid.
- Computer Broken? Grab some paper and do some old school blogging.
- A post is a post, not everything has to be in writing. Photos, YouTube videos, and the like are all considered content.
- Have fun, because that's the whole point!
The "posting locally" thing is key. I'll probably be doing a lot more of the "jot my thoughts down immediately and post them six hours later" thing in '08. And I'll try to have a witness or two, as well. Also, some of my posts may go up on the actual Blog365 site. I'll try to eventually get them up in both places, but don't freak out if you see a day or two missing. Not that you're going to freak out over my blog, anyway.
Consider this my New Year's resolution - blog more. I'm going to do my best to earn my badge, and not let the other 380 (and counting!) participants down. And I'd love to have some company!
1. I like writing every day.
2. More people seem to visit my blog when I write every day.
Therefore, I'm going to undertake a massive...undertaking.
I'm joining Blog 365, meaning that, in 2008, I will be blogging every day.
Here are the rules (as written by the Blog365 people):
- Blog everyday for 365 days.
- Feb.29th is a Free Day and will be the Blog365 day of rest!
(Thanks Leap Year)
- You do not HAVE to post to the same blog as long as you post everyday.
- No internet? Write your post locally and post it once you are back on the grid.
- Computer Broken? Grab some paper and do some old school blogging.
- A post is a post, not everything has to be in writing. Photos, YouTube videos, and the like are all considered content.
- Have fun, because that's the whole point!
The "posting locally" thing is key. I'll probably be doing a lot more of the "jot my thoughts down immediately and post them six hours later" thing in '08. And I'll try to have a witness or two, as well. Also, some of my posts may go up on the actual Blog365 site. I'll try to eventually get them up in both places, but don't freak out if you see a day or two missing. Not that you're going to freak out over my blog, anyway.
Consider this my New Year's resolution - blog more. I'm going to do my best to earn my badge, and not let the other 380 (and counting!) participants down. And I'd love to have some company!
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Sunday, December 23, 2007
a note to the ladies out there
Just some friendly advice:
If a guy has the courage to come up to you and ask you out, you should have the courage to say, "No thanks," or "I'm not interested," or, if you must, "Sorry, but I have a boyfriend." Fake numbers are not acceptable. Unless, of course, it's the rejection hotline. That's just kind of funny.
Thank you.
If a guy has the courage to come up to you and ask you out, you should have the courage to say, "No thanks," or "I'm not interested," or, if you must, "Sorry, but I have a boyfriend." Fake numbers are not acceptable. Unless, of course, it's the rejection hotline. That's just kind of funny.
Thank you.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
magazine love
I'm a magazine reader. I have subscriptions to three:
Rolling Stone (which is a lifetime subscription)
Esquire (which gives me something to shoot for, and is surprisingly affordable)
Time (since my freshman year of college)
I generally save these magazines for commutes. When I work at the theater, I often come home late at night, so between riding the subway and actually waiting for the train to arrive, I can have an hour-long trip. My magazines are perfect for those.
So you know what I hate most? When someone steals my magazines.
This used to happen fairly frequently at Sleepy Hamlet. But tonight, someone lifted my Time (with POY Vlad Putin) from the box office. One minute it was there; the next (when I was grabbing my scarf and prepping to leave) it was gone. Boy, was I hot.
The only saving grace is that my brother also subscribes to Time, so I can read the rest of the issue when I go up to his house tomorrow. Still...I hate it when people take my stuff.
Rolling Stone (which is a lifetime subscription)
Esquire (which gives me something to shoot for, and is surprisingly affordable)
Time (since my freshman year of college)
I generally save these magazines for commutes. When I work at the theater, I often come home late at night, so between riding the subway and actually waiting for the train to arrive, I can have an hour-long trip. My magazines are perfect for those.
So you know what I hate most? When someone steals my magazines.
This used to happen fairly frequently at Sleepy Hamlet. But tonight, someone lifted my Time (with POY Vlad Putin) from the box office. One minute it was there; the next (when I was grabbing my scarf and prepping to leave) it was gone. Boy, was I hot.
The only saving grace is that my brother also subscribes to Time, so I can read the rest of the issue when I go up to his house tomorrow. Still...I hate it when people take my stuff.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
friends!
Trouble and The Aussie (her best friend) just called to say that they missed me. I love it when my friends do that. Even if it's three in the morning and they're hammered.
(In fairness, I was awake. I usually am this time of night. I'm a night owl.)
Anyway, it feels good to know that I have friends far away who think about me when I'm not there. Know what I mean? It's a nice feeling to go to sleep on.
Hope that you all have someone thinking about you out there, too...
(In fairness, I was awake. I usually am this time of night. I'm a night owl.)
Anyway, it feels good to know that I have friends far away who think about me when I'm not there. Know what I mean? It's a nice feeling to go to sleep on.
Hope that you all have someone thinking about you out there, too...
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
overwhelmed
I need a job. And an apartment.
Due to a couple of clerical errors (not mine), my paychecks are being held up, and I'm a titch nervous about paying my January rent.
I can't wait to go home. I need a vacation from my life.
Due to a couple of clerical errors (not mine), my paychecks are being held up, and I'm a titch nervous about paying my January rent.
I can't wait to go home. I need a vacation from my life.
uh-oh
My ex-girlfriend is spending the day in town - and the night at my place.
No, not like that!
Still, I'm nervous.
I'll give you a full report tomorrow...
No, not like that!
Still, I'm nervous.
I'll give you a full report tomorrow...
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
fallin'
I keep finding myself around people that have fallen down lately. I don't like this.
The first incident happened the day before Thanksgiving. I was waiting to board the elevator at the subway station (didn't want to haul my luggage up another flight of stairs) and I paused to let the elderly woman on my left enter ahead of me. She was pulling one of those grocery carts behind her. When she entered the elevator, the wheels of the cart got stuck in that little gap between the station and elevator floors, and she went flying - struck the side of the elevator face first, and slid down to the floor awkwardly. It was a miracle that she didn't bust open her face.
There was another woman there as well. She told the old woman to stay down, and we pressed the button in the elevator and called for help. I got stuck holding the elevator door open, which kept slamming against my arm every 30 seconds. Eventually the paramedics and police came, and told me I could go.
Episode 2 happened on Sunday. I was walking to my brother's house through the slush and snow, and I passed a woman with a small child. I got maybe fifty feet past them when I heard the child wail - not a normal cry, it sounded like he was hurt. I turned around and both the woman and boy were on the ground - she was bent awkwardly. I ran up to her and was trying to ask her if she was ok, but her English wasn't all that great. A man with a familiar voice rolled up out of the car and asked if he should call 911. I said yes. When I turned and looked at him I realized that it was my brother.
I gave my umbrella to the boy to keep the rain off the woman's face - I think the kid may have been in shock. The woman managed to pull out her cell phone and call her husband, who came sprinting up the sidewalk a minute later. He pulled her up (which I didn't think was so good of an idea) and said that they didn't need the ambulance. So I then had to call 911 and tell them NOT to send it - which requires a lot of patience, let me tell you.
Moral of the story? Be careful walking in my general vicinity.
The first incident happened the day before Thanksgiving. I was waiting to board the elevator at the subway station (didn't want to haul my luggage up another flight of stairs) and I paused to let the elderly woman on my left enter ahead of me. She was pulling one of those grocery carts behind her. When she entered the elevator, the wheels of the cart got stuck in that little gap between the station and elevator floors, and she went flying - struck the side of the elevator face first, and slid down to the floor awkwardly. It was a miracle that she didn't bust open her face.
There was another woman there as well. She told the old woman to stay down, and we pressed the button in the elevator and called for help. I got stuck holding the elevator door open, which kept slamming against my arm every 30 seconds. Eventually the paramedics and police came, and told me I could go.
Episode 2 happened on Sunday. I was walking to my brother's house through the slush and snow, and I passed a woman with a small child. I got maybe fifty feet past them when I heard the child wail - not a normal cry, it sounded like he was hurt. I turned around and both the woman and boy were on the ground - she was bent awkwardly. I ran up to her and was trying to ask her if she was ok, but her English wasn't all that great. A man with a familiar voice rolled up out of the car and asked if he should call 911. I said yes. When I turned and looked at him I realized that it was my brother.
I gave my umbrella to the boy to keep the rain off the woman's face - I think the kid may have been in shock. The woman managed to pull out her cell phone and call her husband, who came sprinting up the sidewalk a minute later. He pulled her up (which I didn't think was so good of an idea) and said that they didn't need the ambulance. So I then had to call 911 and tell them NOT to send it - which requires a lot of patience, let me tell you.
Moral of the story? Be careful walking in my general vicinity.
Monday, December 17, 2007
still here
Wow, I haven't posted in what feels like forever. I was purposely holding off, though, because I thought I was going to be moving into a glorious new apartment, and I didn't want to jinx it.
Unfortunately, I didn't get it. So I can blog again.
OK, it wasn't just that. I also had a ridiculously busy few days - auditions and workshops and work and seeing friends off and parties. I am a socialite - what can I say?
Need to take my contacts out - I was stalling to see if Hot Wing and I were going to have a drink, but she's still working, so I'm going to bed. Until t'm'row...
Unfortunately, I didn't get it. So I can blog again.
OK, it wasn't just that. I also had a ridiculously busy few days - auditions and workshops and work and seeing friends off and parties. I am a socialite - what can I say?
Need to take my contacts out - I was stalling to see if Hot Wing and I were going to have a drink, but she's still working, so I'm going to bed. Until t'm'row...
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
must get out
Day 2 of my "light" week. Looks like I've started the apartment/job search full bore. What else do I have to do?
Plus, my 12 yr old roommate is driving me crazy. (He's really 22, but doesn't always act it.)
What makes it worse, I think - the noise and the instruments everywhere and sleeping on the couch every Monday 'cause his dad stays with us, which he didn't bother to tell us about when he moved in - is that he's completely oblivious to all of it.
So I think it's best that I live with a more...mature individual, and that I have a bedroom with a door on it. I mean, really... (When I move out, I'll show you the pictures of my old place - you'll understand a bit better.)
Off to look at a place now...
Plus, my 12 yr old roommate is driving me crazy. (He's really 22, but doesn't always act it.)
What makes it worse, I think - the noise and the instruments everywhere and sleeping on the couch every Monday 'cause his dad stays with us, which he didn't bother to tell us about when he moved in - is that he's completely oblivious to all of it.
So I think it's best that I live with a more...mature individual, and that I have a bedroom with a door on it. I mean, really... (When I move out, I'll show you the pictures of my old place - you'll understand a bit better.)
Off to look at a place now...
Sunday, December 09, 2007
change gone come
I turned thirty just a couple of months ago, and I feel like I'm changing every day. Is this normal?
I mean, now I want a stable, quiet living enviroment. Now I want to own more shirts with collars on them. Now I want to drink good liquor. Now I want to be able to afford good liquor.
It's so strange. Everything seems to be turning on its head. I'm a little freaked out, but I actually think a lot of this change is for the better. Maybe I'm actually becoming a grown-up!
I still take Steelers losses hard, though. (Like this one - and it doesn't make me feel better that the Patriots haven't lost. Thanks for trying, though.) That's never going to change.
I mean, now I want a stable, quiet living enviroment. Now I want to own more shirts with collars on them. Now I want to drink good liquor. Now I want to be able to afford good liquor.
It's so strange. Everything seems to be turning on its head. I'm a little freaked out, but I actually think a lot of this change is for the better. Maybe I'm actually becoming a grown-up!
I still take Steelers losses hard, though. (Like this one - and it doesn't make me feel better that the Patriots haven't lost. Thanks for trying, though.) That's never going to change.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Chicago!
Good times in the Windy City, which was very windy yesterday. And, not counting the wind chill, it was around 20 degrees last night. Those are the nights I knew I should have moved to LA.
But things have been fine here so far. I've been spending a lot of quality time at Panera, because they have good food and free internet. Saw two old friends last night - I'd known one since I was six and one since I was seven - and today I'm seeing some friends from college and Sleepy Hamlet.
My audition was a bit nerve-wracking this morning because I was about 15 minutes late. Fortunately the monitor was a very nice lady who gave me a few minutes to compose myself; it also helped that I knew the woman I was auditioning for. So I think there's a decent chance that I may end up in a completely random place this summer. Even though I'd rather go back to Rockport. (But trust me, if I get this job I auditioned for today, you're gonna want to hear my stories. By all accounts, it's an interesting town.)
Back to surfing the 'net while I wait for my friend to get finished.
But things have been fine here so far. I've been spending a lot of quality time at Panera, because they have good food and free internet. Saw two old friends last night - I'd known one since I was six and one since I was seven - and today I'm seeing some friends from college and Sleepy Hamlet.
My audition was a bit nerve-wracking this morning because I was about 15 minutes late. Fortunately the monitor was a very nice lady who gave me a few minutes to compose myself; it also helped that I knew the woman I was auditioning for. So I think there's a decent chance that I may end up in a completely random place this summer. Even though I'd rather go back to Rockport. (But trust me, if I get this job I auditioned for today, you're gonna want to hear my stories. By all accounts, it's an interesting town.)
Back to surfing the 'net while I wait for my friend to get finished.
Sunday, December 02, 2007
on the road again, again
This time to Chicago, for an audition, and to see a gaggle of friends. It's just for two days.
I'm playing an online game (long story, it makes me a nerd, don't ask), so you'll probably get the odd post from me - especially if the airports have free internet access.
Hope everyone had a good weekend...
I'm playing an online game (long story, it makes me a nerd, don't ask), so you'll probably get the odd post from me - especially if the airports have free internet access.
Hope everyone had a good weekend...
Friday, November 30, 2007
the finish line
Obviously, I made it. Thanks to all the folks at NaBloPoMo for their support, and thanks to all of the readers, regular and visitors, who came by during the month of November.
It was tough to do it every day - I had a couple of close calls - but I did it. And it's help show me how important writing is to my life. Even if it's just some inane remarks here, or comments about my latest crush in my journal, it helps me immensely to jot stuff down every once in a while. And I'm glad that a few people like to read my stuff - makes a boy feel good, you know?
I'm going to try and continue to post daily, but I can't make any promises. Until the next NaBloPoMo, that is...
Thursday, November 29, 2007
new meme
The Hot Librarian gave me this meme a while back, and when she says jump, I say, "How high?" So, enjoy. Let's hope I don't get myself into any trouble...
Four First Names of Crushes I Had
1. Tyler
2. Erin
3. Alice
4. Karen
Four Pieces of Clothing I Wish I Still Owned
1. footie pajamas - those things were the best!
2. I didn't actually own this, but there was this black jacket I saw in Philadelphia once that had a silver reflective stripe all the way around the chest. It was really cool, and it was $35, but I had no cash and my credit card was nearly maxed out (I used to be GREAT with my finances, let me tell you) so I didn't get it. And it still hurts.
3. Any number of my old Steeler jerseys
4. my two skully hats I lost in Cowtown
Four Professions I Secretly Want to Try
1. quarterback
2. play-by-play announcer
3. Rolling Stone journalist
4. Senator
Four Musicians I’d Most Want to Go On a Date With
1. Alicia Keys - I want her to be Mrs. Rover
2. Amerie
3. Mya
4. Mariah Carey - yeah, she's crazy, but I had a huge crush on her when I was 13, and I'd totally go out with her if I had the chance - I'm not even gonna lie
Four Foods I’d Rather Throw Than Eat
1. any kind of squash
2. curry powder (and anything with curry in it - yuck)
3. milk (I know, it's not really a food, but I hate it)
4. chitlins - you haven't lived...
Four Things I Like to Sniff
1. new cars
2. new shoes (before I put my feet in them)
3. clean laundry
4. apple pie - mmmm
I'm not tagging people - unless you want to be tagged.
Four First Names of Crushes I Had
1. Tyler
2. Erin
3. Alice
4. Karen
Four Pieces of Clothing I Wish I Still Owned
1. footie pajamas - those things were the best!
2. I didn't actually own this, but there was this black jacket I saw in Philadelphia once that had a silver reflective stripe all the way around the chest. It was really cool, and it was $35, but I had no cash and my credit card was nearly maxed out (I used to be GREAT with my finances, let me tell you) so I didn't get it. And it still hurts.
3. Any number of my old Steeler jerseys
4. my two skully hats I lost in Cowtown
Four Professions I Secretly Want to Try
1. quarterback
2. play-by-play announcer
3. Rolling Stone journalist
4. Senator
Four Musicians I’d Most Want to Go On a Date With
1. Alicia Keys - I want her to be Mrs. Rover
2. Amerie
3. Mya
4. Mariah Carey - yeah, she's crazy, but I had a huge crush on her when I was 13, and I'd totally go out with her if I had the chance - I'm not even gonna lie
Four Foods I’d Rather Throw Than Eat
1. any kind of squash
2. curry powder (and anything with curry in it - yuck)
3. milk (I know, it's not really a food, but I hate it)
4. chitlins - you haven't lived...
Four Things I Like to Sniff
1. new cars
2. new shoes (before I put my feet in them)
3. clean laundry
4. apple pie - mmmm
I'm not tagging people - unless you want to be tagged.
feeling yucky
I'm not feeling too great. Something's going on with my stomach. I'm not sure if it's an acid reflux problem, or if I strained something, or what.
Think I'm going to eat fairly conservatively over the next couple of days, and I'm going to try and see a doctor tomorrow, since I'm scheduled to fly to Chicago on Monday. Don't want to rupture something on the plane...
Time to catch up on some TV before I watch the Packers-Cowboys game (thank God I have NFL Network).
Think I'm going to eat fairly conservatively over the next couple of days, and I'm going to try and see a doctor tomorrow, since I'm scheduled to fly to Chicago on Monday. Don't want to rupture something on the plane...
Time to catch up on some TV before I watch the Packers-Cowboys game (thank God I have NFL Network).
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
a bender?
Wow, it's the 28th already? Where did the time go?
Headed out for a drink or two with the Hot Wing - these nights never end well. I mean, we have a great time, but I always end up going to bed about 5, and waking up all hung over and dehydrated. I'm going to do my best to behave myself, but I don't have to be anywhere until 2:15, so it will be tough.
The best way to combat this will probably be to remember how much money I have in my checking account! That'll quench my thirst.
Until tomorrow...
Headed out for a drink or two with the Hot Wing - these nights never end well. I mean, we have a great time, but I always end up going to bed about 5, and waking up all hung over and dehydrated. I'm going to do my best to behave myself, but I don't have to be anywhere until 2:15, so it will be tough.
The best way to combat this will probably be to remember how much money I have in my checking account! That'll quench my thirst.
Until tomorrow...
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
return of the mack
So I had an audition today. Doesn't matter what it's for.
I go to one of the big audition places in NY. The floor that it was on is normally quiet, but today there were at least a hundred dancers all over the place. And if you've ever seen dancers before an audition, you know they're kind of obnoxious - sprawled out all over the place, and loud, and always in the way. (And I love dancers - literally, in a few instances.) ;-)
To make things worse, at the other end of the hallway was this ridiculously loud drumming - I mean, insanely loud. Like you were at a club.
The room for my audition was between these two receptacles of sound.
So I'm sitting there, wondering exactly how screwed I am, when a hot woman comes around the corner. She's looking for the same room I am - turns out she's the audition right after mine. We chat about the noise and the craziness, etc. She seems really nice. Very pretty. Dark hair (that's for Melissa). Great teeth. Small tattoo of a rose on her ankle. Hmmm...
I do the audition. It goes well. And it's at this point that I decide I want to ask the woman out.
I come out of the room. She's standing up. There's another guy waiting there now outside the room, too. The woman and I exchange a few more pleasantries. I do my traditional post-audition stall, and I pull out a post-it notepad. I figure that I'll get all my stuff together, write the note, and by that time she'll be doing her audition. That way I can slap the note on her purse and take off.
But they're proceeding very slowly in the room (maybe they were having a debate about me!), so by the time I finish my stall - it's about 2 minutes these days - and write the note, she's still outside. So I take all of my stuff and leave the hallway. She says good-bye with about four other comments, smiles real big, showing her perfect teeth (I'm a sucker for a great smile). I'm thinking that now I have to leave this note for her.
So I fight through all of the dancers and go into the bathroom. Wash my hands. Turn my phone back on. Fight my way back through the dancers. She's gone - yes! I slap the note on her purse. The dude in the chair looks at me like I'm crazy. I nonchalantly say, "Good luck," to him and bounce out of there.
Now I'm sitting at Quizno's (who knew they have internet access?) - came here right after my audition. About 20 minutes after I left, guess who called?
That's right.
It was hard to hear the message, due to the Xmas music that's blaring in here (seriously, it's not even DECEMBER FIRST yet), but I definitely heard her say, "I thought that was really sexy."
Nice.
She wants me to call her tomorrow. Of course I'll let you know how it goes.
I go to one of the big audition places in NY. The floor that it was on is normally quiet, but today there were at least a hundred dancers all over the place. And if you've ever seen dancers before an audition, you know they're kind of obnoxious - sprawled out all over the place, and loud, and always in the way. (And I love dancers - literally, in a few instances.) ;-)
To make things worse, at the other end of the hallway was this ridiculously loud drumming - I mean, insanely loud. Like you were at a club.
The room for my audition was between these two receptacles of sound.
So I'm sitting there, wondering exactly how screwed I am, when a hot woman comes around the corner. She's looking for the same room I am - turns out she's the audition right after mine. We chat about the noise and the craziness, etc. She seems really nice. Very pretty. Dark hair (that's for Melissa). Great teeth. Small tattoo of a rose on her ankle. Hmmm...
I do the audition. It goes well. And it's at this point that I decide I want to ask the woman out.
I come out of the room. She's standing up. There's another guy waiting there now outside the room, too. The woman and I exchange a few more pleasantries. I do my traditional post-audition stall, and I pull out a post-it notepad. I figure that I'll get all my stuff together, write the note, and by that time she'll be doing her audition. That way I can slap the note on her purse and take off.
But they're proceeding very slowly in the room (maybe they were having a debate about me!), so by the time I finish my stall - it's about 2 minutes these days - and write the note, she's still outside. So I take all of my stuff and leave the hallway. She says good-bye with about four other comments, smiles real big, showing her perfect teeth (I'm a sucker for a great smile). I'm thinking that now I have to leave this note for her.
So I fight through all of the dancers and go into the bathroom. Wash my hands. Turn my phone back on. Fight my way back through the dancers. She's gone - yes! I slap the note on her purse. The dude in the chair looks at me like I'm crazy. I nonchalantly say, "Good luck," to him and bounce out of there.
Now I'm sitting at Quizno's (who knew they have internet access?) - came here right after my audition. About 20 minutes after I left, guess who called?
That's right.
It was hard to hear the message, due to the Xmas music that's blaring in here (seriously, it's not even DECEMBER FIRST yet), but I definitely heard her say, "I thought that was really sexy."
Nice.
She wants me to call her tomorrow. Of course I'll let you know how it goes.
Monday, November 26, 2007
cough cough
There's nothing quite so humbling as having to take your shirt off in front of ten people you don't know. But that's what I found myself doing today.
I'm doing more standardized patient work, this time serving as a human model. The med students had to listen to my heart beat, find my pulse points, etc. (My heart is fine, thank you.) I was watching them in class and I found myself thinking, "Thank God I'm done with school!" I don't miss those days at all.
Headed up to my brother's to watch the Monday Night Football game. Go Steelers!
I'm doing more standardized patient work, this time serving as a human model. The med students had to listen to my heart beat, find my pulse points, etc. (My heart is fine, thank you.) I was watching them in class and I found myself thinking, "Thank God I'm done with school!" I don't miss those days at all.
Headed up to my brother's to watch the Monday Night Football game. Go Steelers!
Sunday, November 25, 2007
back
I'm back, and I'm exhausted. Funny how the holidays can do that to you, huh?
I'm fortunate because I don't have a crazy week next week - just some standardized patient stuff during the week, about a day's worth. Plenty of time to focus on auditions and eat the leftovers I hauled back from New England. And I can watch a lot of football, too!
Hoping that your weekend was as grand as mine...
I'm fortunate because I don't have a crazy week next week - just some standardized patient stuff during the week, about a day's worth. Plenty of time to focus on auditions and eat the leftovers I hauled back from New England. And I can watch a lot of football, too!
Hoping that your weekend was as grand as mine...
Saturday, November 24, 2007
awesome!
We had a big 80th birthday party for my grandma today, and she got the coolest gift: an album containing our family tree. It's a little confusing how it's laid out, but it's really neat to be able to trace my family back to the 1790s - most blacks in this country can't do that. I don't want to bore you with the details, but I found out some interesting stuff...
Now I've got a bunch of family downstairs, and I'm gonna go socialize. Headed back to the BK t'm'row - next post should come from there...
Now I've got a bunch of family downstairs, and I'm gonna go socialize. Headed back to the BK t'm'row - next post should come from there...
Friday, November 23, 2007
leftovers
Just finished a rather satisfying meal of Chinese food.
What? Why were we eating Chinese food the day after Thanksgiving instead of leftovers? I'm glad you asked. Two reasons.
1. Today is my dad's birthday, and he basically spent most of today preparing for his mother's birthday party, which is tomorrow. We spent a few hours at the church decorating and moving furniture. My brother decided that he needed something special done for him, so we let him decide on a meal. He picked Chinese with jumbo shrimp involved. It cost $120, but it was worth it.
2. You're kind of not going to believe this one, but my cousin actually took/borderline stole a lot of our leftovers. He and his wife flew back to Cali today, and apparently he brought a bunch of containers with him. He reportedly said that if he was coming all the way out here for Thanksgiving, he was going to be damned if he didn't take some food home with him. I hope security confiscated it all.
This cousin was particularly delightful this holiday. (Sarcasm intended.) Remind me to tell you in the next couple of days about Frying the Turkey.
What? Why were we eating Chinese food the day after Thanksgiving instead of leftovers? I'm glad you asked. Two reasons.
1. Today is my dad's birthday, and he basically spent most of today preparing for his mother's birthday party, which is tomorrow. We spent a few hours at the church decorating and moving furniture. My brother decided that he needed something special done for him, so we let him decide on a meal. He picked Chinese with jumbo shrimp involved. It cost $120, but it was worth it.
2. You're kind of not going to believe this one, but my cousin actually took/borderline stole a lot of our leftovers. He and his wife flew back to Cali today, and apparently he brought a bunch of containers with him. He reportedly said that if he was coming all the way out here for Thanksgiving, he was going to be damned if he didn't take some food home with him. I hope security confiscated it all.
This cousin was particularly delightful this holiday. (Sarcasm intended.) Remind me to tell you in the next couple of days about Frying the Turkey.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
i would love to put up a longer post...
...but I'm having such a fantastic time with my family that I don't want to leave. I brought Maxine and the Flying Squirrel up with me, and I couldn't have made a better decision. So I'm going to go downstairs and grab dessert #3 and watch some more football (and then American Gangster, which my cousin bought a bootleg of - I'm not sure how I feel about that) and spend some more quality time.
I'll try again tomorrow.
I'll try again tomorrow.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
short post
...because I have to shower and finish packing and buy cheesecake and make the train to my brother's house so i can meet my parents to get a ride to Rhode Island so I can finally celebrate Thanksgiving with my family!
Safe travels to all out there on the road.
Safe travels to all out there on the road.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
work work work work work
(Post #450, by the way - hands up!)
I'm writing this during my half-hour break at home - that's blogging dedication, no?
I'm working 12 hours today. Spent the first half of my day doing standardized patient stuff - oh-so-much fun - and tonight it's off to the theater to hear some band I've never heard of. Can you tell I'm excited?
Off to find something to eat before I go...
I'm writing this during my half-hour break at home - that's blogging dedication, no?
I'm working 12 hours today. Spent the first half of my day doing standardized patient stuff - oh-so-much fun - and tonight it's off to the theater to hear some band I've never heard of. Can you tell I'm excited?
Off to find something to eat before I go...
Monday, November 19, 2007
no soup for me
I was all excited earlier in the day because I thought I was going to be moving into a new two bedroom apartment. I had to do a lot of leg work to get everything lined up, but now I had finally gotten everything into position. Now I just had to call the landlord to officially see the apartment (which was still being prepared to be put on the market) and I was set.
Except, when I called the landlord, he said, "Oh, that apartment's gone."
Um, what?
"It was rented. Where were you last week?"
Um, I CALLED YOU. AND YOU SAID IT WAS OFF THE MARKET.
"Well, I'm sorry. I have a one bedroom in that building for $1100."
That's eleven hundred dollars per month. No thank you.
So...back to square one.
Except, when I called the landlord, he said, "Oh, that apartment's gone."
Um, what?
"It was rented. Where were you last week?"
Um, I CALLED YOU. AND YOU SAID IT WAS OFF THE MARKET.
"Well, I'm sorry. I have a one bedroom in that building for $1100."
That's eleven hundred dollars per month. No thank you.
So...back to square one.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
snapple is cool
If I've ever wished that I could be in love with someone, I wish that about Snapple.
Just got off the phone with her - about an hour, I think. She's really great. We talked about our love for Tila Tequila (the reality show, not the woman herself), and gossiped about the people we met this summer in Rockport. And she said something really great: "Not that our summer together wasn't great, but I really wished I had more time to myself. I really like being alone here now, so that I can explore, and just chill out and relax."
Now, if she had done that when we were dating, things may have played out very differently.
(For the record, she's doing a show out in Rockport now - flew out there the day I left Valley City - oh, the irony...)
I know that she's not the girl for me. And I know that if I end up working with her again on the road, I'll have to be careful not to fall into "old habits". But I do think she's really cool, and I'm glad that we seem to be becoming friends.
Bedtime. Sorta have to work t'm'row.
Just got off the phone with her - about an hour, I think. She's really great. We talked about our love for Tila Tequila (the reality show, not the woman herself), and gossiped about the people we met this summer in Rockport. And she said something really great: "Not that our summer together wasn't great, but I really wished I had more time to myself. I really like being alone here now, so that I can explore, and just chill out and relax."
Now, if she had done that when we were dating, things may have played out very differently.
(For the record, she's doing a show out in Rockport now - flew out there the day I left Valley City - oh, the irony...)
I know that she's not the girl for me. And I know that if I end up working with her again on the road, I'll have to be careful not to fall into "old habits". But I do think she's really cool, and I'm glad that we seem to be becoming friends.
Bedtime. Sorta have to work t'm'row.
i'm crabby again...
...because the Steelers lost. To the Jets. Ugh.
However, I may have better news t'm'row...
However, I may have better news t'm'row...
Saturday, November 17, 2007
i have a sinus headache...
...which is making me grumpy. Because I'm grumpy, you're getting a bullet-point, quick-hitting kind of blog entry. Sue me. (Wow, I am grumpy.)
- I'm finally unpacking. Even though I want to move out.
- Went back to work last night. It wasn't that bad.
- Why do Hot Wing and I always start drinking at 1 and finish at 5?
- I'm glad to have my room to myself, but I'll miss living with StefStar.
- I'm hoping that I can go to the Steelers-Jets game t'm'row.
- I'm starting to get worried about money. So maybe I won't go to the game.
- I need more Swiffer pads. I wonder if my roommate is hiding them in her room...
More room cleaning to do. A cheerier post t'm'row, hopefully.
- I'm finally unpacking. Even though I want to move out.
- Went back to work last night. It wasn't that bad.
- Why do Hot Wing and I always start drinking at 1 and finish at 5?
- I'm glad to have my room to myself, but I'll miss living with StefStar.
- I'm hoping that I can go to the Steelers-Jets game t'm'row.
- I'm starting to get worried about money. So maybe I won't go to the game.
- I need more Swiffer pads. I wonder if my roommate is hiding them in her room...
More room cleaning to do. A cheerier post t'm'row, hopefully.
Friday, November 16, 2007
one of those weeks
Four auditions, plus a reading gig...and nothing to show for it.
I mean, I think I did get on the radar of a couple of casting directors, which is good - maybe there will be some future employment coming from this.
But I don't have a job.
(sigh)
On top of that, tonight marks my return to my "maintenance job". It will be nice to see if some of the old faces are there, but I'm not really excited about being on my feet for five hours. It's completely not mentally taxing, and the money's good, so I shouldn't whine TOO much - just a little.
Enjoy your weekends! See you tomorrow!
I mean, I think I did get on the radar of a couple of casting directors, which is good - maybe there will be some future employment coming from this.
But I don't have a job.
(sigh)
On top of that, tonight marks my return to my "maintenance job". It will be nice to see if some of the old faces are there, but I'm not really excited about being on my feet for five hours. It's completely not mentally taxing, and the money's good, so I shouldn't whine TOO much - just a little.
Enjoy your weekends! See you tomorrow!
Thursday, November 15, 2007
why o why can't i work?
Tomorrow is a very exciting day. I'm auditioning for my favorite play on earth, and a casting director that likes my work is in charge.
So why can't I pick up the script?
It's been sitting next to me for over an hour, and I can't summon the strength to look it over.
I know that part of it is fatigue - I've been working really hard this week, and I want to have an entire day off (which hasn't happened, and won't for a little while). And I am very familiar with this play (I understudied it once), so I really wouldn't have to do TOO much work.
But I just know that, if I'm not prepared t'm'row, I'm going to be SO upset with myself.
Maxine invited me out for a drink - maybe I'll take the script with me and look at it on the train. Then I'll come back early and try to pound it out a few times before bed. That should get me where I need to be.
More later.
So why can't I pick up the script?
It's been sitting next to me for over an hour, and I can't summon the strength to look it over.
I know that part of it is fatigue - I've been working really hard this week, and I want to have an entire day off (which hasn't happened, and won't for a little while). And I am very familiar with this play (I understudied it once), so I really wouldn't have to do TOO much work.
But I just know that, if I'm not prepared t'm'row, I'm going to be SO upset with myself.
Maxine invited me out for a drink - maybe I'll take the script with me and look at it on the train. Then I'll come back early and try to pound it out a few times before bed. That should get me where I need to be.
More later.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Frustrated
...about my living situation. I wish that I could have a situation that is constant, and works for me, and makes me happy, for more than a couple of months. It's frickin' ridiculous.
The latest obstacle is my newest roommate. I was really happy previously because I had the apartment all to myself during the day. That meant I could warm up, or practice monologues, or do whatever during the late morning/early afternoon, and then I could be out of the way when they came home from their 9-to-5s.
This guy has an irregular schedule, like me, which means he tends to be underfoot when I need the space. He frequently sits on the couch in the living room, and multitasks with the TV and computer, so I can't watch my programs. And, apart from talking my ear off during the Steelers game last week (NOT COOL), he barely says two words to me. It really fucking gets on my nerves.
I've been working really hard for the past couple of days, and I have a decent amount of TV I want to catch up on. I came downstairs for two seconds to make a phone call, and during that time - of course - he turned on the TV. Grrrrr...
I know that I only have to put up with this through the end of January (when our lease expires), but this is one of those days...arrrrggggghhh...
I have a lot of other things to be thankful for. I'll try to focus on those.
The latest obstacle is my newest roommate. I was really happy previously because I had the apartment all to myself during the day. That meant I could warm up, or practice monologues, or do whatever during the late morning/early afternoon, and then I could be out of the way when they came home from their 9-to-5s.
This guy has an irregular schedule, like me, which means he tends to be underfoot when I need the space. He frequently sits on the couch in the living room, and multitasks with the TV and computer, so I can't watch my programs. And, apart from talking my ear off during the Steelers game last week (NOT COOL), he barely says two words to me. It really fucking gets on my nerves.
I've been working really hard for the past couple of days, and I have a decent amount of TV I want to catch up on. I came downstairs for two seconds to make a phone call, and during that time - of course - he turned on the TV. Grrrrr...
I know that I only have to put up with this through the end of January (when our lease expires), but this is one of those days...arrrrggggghhh...
I have a lot of other things to be thankful for. I'll try to focus on those.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
auditions auditions auditions
I've had an agent for a year and a half now. I've been unsatisfied for a good portion of that time. While my guy is great for getting me regional theater auditions, I've only gone in for a couple of TV shows, no movies, and one off-Broadway play - an audition I got myself. I've also snagged most of my jobs by myself.
Nowadays, though, I'm glad I've got him.
I've been back for a week, and he's scheduled 4 auditions for me, including three this week. I'm now being seen for high-profile roles at good theaters; a couple are even in NYC. This is very exciting.
Why the change? Two reasons, I think.
1. My resume is a lot better. The three roles I played this summer and fall are all huge roles, which I did with established directors. And nothing makes you hotter than disappearing from NY to do some big-time roles.
2. The director of my last play has been friends with my agent for a long time, and during the rehearsal she wrote him several e-mails telling him how good she thought I was. The last time I saw her, she said, "Make sure to stay on your agent; he needs to be sending you out for big-time stuff. I'll send him another e-mail to back that up." Needless to say, I love this woman.
Now, if only the writers would come back, I might really be able to get somewhere...
Off to shower and prep for the next one.
Nowadays, though, I'm glad I've got him.
I've been back for a week, and he's scheduled 4 auditions for me, including three this week. I'm now being seen for high-profile roles at good theaters; a couple are even in NYC. This is very exciting.
Why the change? Two reasons, I think.
1. My resume is a lot better. The three roles I played this summer and fall are all huge roles, which I did with established directors. And nothing makes you hotter than disappearing from NY to do some big-time roles.
2. The director of my last play has been friends with my agent for a long time, and during the rehearsal she wrote him several e-mails telling him how good she thought I was. The last time I saw her, she said, "Make sure to stay on your agent; he needs to be sending you out for big-time stuff. I'll send him another e-mail to back that up." Needless to say, I love this woman.
Now, if only the writers would come back, I might really be able to get somewhere...
Off to shower and prep for the next one.
Monday, November 12, 2007
wedding
...was fun. Not tons of fun, but fun. The bride looked gorgeous. Her husband is a pretty quiet guy - I've known him for three years and I've probably heard him say 100 words before Saturday. But I learned a lot about him through the ceremony and reception. So now I'm confident that the two of them fit together.
The best part about the whole thing, however, was that I got to spend the weekend with one of my best friends and his fiancee. It's always great to see people whom you care about, and who truly care about you. He's blowing up in the TV/film scene, and I couldn't be prouder of him. But he's managed to avoid the "LA mentality", which is awesome. Not that I really had any doubts, but still.
Another deadline beater. I promise I'll be more timely t'm'row...
The best part about the whole thing, however, was that I got to spend the weekend with one of my best friends and his fiancee. It's always great to see people whom you care about, and who truly care about you. He's blowing up in the TV/film scene, and I couldn't be prouder of him. But he's managed to avoid the "LA mentality", which is awesome. Not that I really had any doubts, but still.
Another deadline beater. I promise I'll be more timely t'm'row...
Sunday, November 11, 2007
travel & football notes
Whew! Just made it! Got home about half an hour ago, and the first item of business was to eat. I really wanted to buy something on the way home from the train, but I'm cheap.
And I'm also being distracted by this incredible, unbelievable Indianapolis-San Diego game. It's one of the best games I've ever seen in my life. Can't wait for it to show up on NFL Replay this week (boy, did I miss the NFL Network when I was gone). The Colts just missed a chip-shot field goal. I can't believe it.
No ridiculous travel adventures to report. I did sit next to an Eastern European couple on the way to San Francisco, and the man kept grabbing the woman and kissing her every fifteen minutes or so. And there was definitely a few minutes where he was feeling her up. And they also got up together and walked towards the bathroom - I think they were trying to join the Mile High Club. Fortunately for the rest of us, there were a lot of people around the bathroom they chose (which was the middle of the plane). On the whole, it was entirely gross.
There was also a really hot woman, around my age. I think she was a dancer. She was sitting in the row behind me to the left, and she was chatting with this older guy. Her bags were above me, and we talked a couple of times, but I couldn't figure out a suave way to get her digits.
(Chargers just won. Six picks for Manning. Wow.)
All right, must watch the Steelers game I recorded (thanks DVR!). Details about the wedding t'm'row...
And I'm also being distracted by this incredible, unbelievable Indianapolis-San Diego game. It's one of the best games I've ever seen in my life. Can't wait for it to show up on NFL Replay this week (boy, did I miss the NFL Network when I was gone). The Colts just missed a chip-shot field goal. I can't believe it.
No ridiculous travel adventures to report. I did sit next to an Eastern European couple on the way to San Francisco, and the man kept grabbing the woman and kissing her every fifteen minutes or so. And there was definitely a few minutes where he was feeling her up. And they also got up together and walked towards the bathroom - I think they were trying to join the Mile High Club. Fortunately for the rest of us, there were a lot of people around the bathroom they chose (which was the middle of the plane). On the whole, it was entirely gross.
There was also a really hot woman, around my age. I think she was a dancer. She was sitting in the row behind me to the left, and she was chatting with this older guy. Her bags were above me, and we talked a couple of times, but I couldn't figure out a suave way to get her digits.
(Chargers just won. Six picks for Manning. Wow.)
All right, must watch the Steelers game I recorded (thanks DVR!). Details about the wedding t'm'row...
Saturday, November 10, 2007
i look classy
Just a quick post. I've got on a blue suit, grey shirt, no tie. Ladies will swoon.
More later.
More later.
Friday, November 09, 2007
weekend trip!
I feel like such an adult! I'm flying to San Francisco for a friend's wedding. My flight leaves in three hours, and I come back on Sunday night.
It sucks a little, leaving so soon after I got home, but I'm looking forward to the trip. And I do like SF - it's the most New York-like city that I know.
Gotta figure out how I can blog t'm'row to keep the streak alive - perhaps I'll have a story or two to tell...
It sucks a little, leaving so soon after I got home, but I'm looking forward to the trip. And I do like SF - it's the most New York-like city that I know.
Gotta figure out how I can blog t'm'row to keep the streak alive - perhaps I'll have a story or two to tell...
Thursday, November 08, 2007
moving again
Looks like I'm starting another apartment hunt.
There are some great things about the place I'm living now - most notably the fact that it spans two floors and I have the whole bottom floor to myself. And I have a spiral staircase.
But my roommate situation is a little unsettled - one of my roommates is in love, and she's probably moving out within the next six months, and the other roommate is new and young, and he wants to bring in one of his friends, I'm not sure that I want to be living in an apartment with two early-twenties guys. I've done it before. It's called "college".
And there are other negatives. The heat doesn't always work in my room. The super is painfully slow to react to any problems. There is very little sunlight in the apartment, which drives me crazy. And the kitchen is very small, with hardly enough space for pots and pans and food for three.
I know that I want to stay in Brooklyn, and I would prefer to live alone, but I don't think I can pay $1000/month. And I don't particularly want to live in the 'hood, or ridiculously far from Manhattan. And there are only a couple of people that I would consider living with at this point.
I suppose the one beam of light shining through these various clouds is that, for the first time in my New York life, I'll be able to actually choose the place that I want to live. Even if it's not in the neighborhood I want, or if it isn't too big, or I end up paying more than I want, I will be the one who made the choice. And that's kind of exciting.
So, if you hear of anything opening up, let me know!
There are some great things about the place I'm living now - most notably the fact that it spans two floors and I have the whole bottom floor to myself. And I have a spiral staircase.
But my roommate situation is a little unsettled - one of my roommates is in love, and she's probably moving out within the next six months, and the other roommate is new and young, and he wants to bring in one of his friends, I'm not sure that I want to be living in an apartment with two early-twenties guys. I've done it before. It's called "college".
And there are other negatives. The heat doesn't always work in my room. The super is painfully slow to react to any problems. There is very little sunlight in the apartment, which drives me crazy. And the kitchen is very small, with hardly enough space for pots and pans and food for three.
I know that I want to stay in Brooklyn, and I would prefer to live alone, but I don't think I can pay $1000/month. And I don't particularly want to live in the 'hood, or ridiculously far from Manhattan. And there are only a couple of people that I would consider living with at this point.
I suppose the one beam of light shining through these various clouds is that, for the first time in my New York life, I'll be able to actually choose the place that I want to live. Even if it's not in the neighborhood I want, or if it isn't too big, or I end up paying more than I want, I will be the one who made the choice. And that's kind of exciting.
So, if you hear of anything opening up, let me know!
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
got it!
Sometimes I have trouble thinking. My mind just feels strange...
...like I've got fruit for brains or something...
...like I've got fruit for brains or something...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
