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1/29/2006 So I have an internship for the next 8 weeks and a very large credit card bill, which makes me unhappy. I'm calling the temp agency tomorrow. God, I need a job. I may finally have to not pay my entire bill for the first time sometime soon. My room is a disaster. I haven't had time to put my dresser together, so I've got clothes, suitcases, towels, shoes, coats, etc. lying everywhere. It's driving me crazy. I've been thinking about something lately. A lot of times I'll be listening to my iPod in transit and be reminded of something from last year. Generally a good memory. I don't know if you even read this, Amanda, but basically what it comes down to is... I love you. And I miss you. And I'm really mad at you. posted 11:33 PM / post / view (1) The "family," "london," and "scotland" photo albums are all working, if anyone's interested. Time for reading and bed. posted 2:45 AM / post / view (0) 1/26/2006 I almost forgot this. I went down the street to Rite Aid last night. I got up to the check-out, and there's this guy ahead of me, around 20 I would think. He asks for the buy one get one free cigarettes. Yeah, they were running a special. And I'm thinking, "Oh, good! You can die twice as fast for half the money! Score!" People are stupid. posted 10:09 PM / post / view (1) My internet is finally hooked up. I just need to hook up the wireless router and get my roommate internet. God, I hope her mac has a wireless card. I have an interview tomorrow for an 8 week internship. No pay, but it's only 3 days a week, so I can temp on the side. They'll buy my lunches and give me a weekly metro card, so that's a plus. And it'll fill some time and give me some experience in the publishing field. It's not my first choice, but it's the only response I've gotten so far. I was supposed to meet Liz and some of her friends at a studio in the city to see her perform her grad school audition monologues, but of course, I fucked up and got there 45 minutes late. I was trying to get to 520 8th Ave, which is at 37th St. So I took the R to Queen's Plaza and switched to the E. So far so good. Then I got a wire crossed and got off the E at 3rd Ave and 53rd St. I was supposed to keep going until 34th St. I guess I got the numbers mixed up in my head and thought, oh, 35, that's right. No. I really did think it was the right stop. Went up, like, 7 flights of stairs because I didn't see the escalator, got to street level and called Liz to tell her I'd be late, then went back down, asked Info for directions, got back on the E, got off at 42nd and 8th, walked a block in the wrong frickin' direction till I got to 7th Ave, turned around and walked back to 8th, then went left until I passed 37th St. and finally found 520 8th Ave. Up to the 16th floor, room O, and I managed to find them before they left. Go me. Then we walked some more, I wasn't paying attention where, to some Mexican place for dinner. Then came home. So. Lots of walking. Met two new people. Whoo. So tomorrow, I have an interview at 12 and then I might make my way back to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to finally get my bedding, and then I'll get to finally meet an old friend tomorrow night. Nothing Saturday, and then hanging out with Ellie on Sunday. God, for someone who's not working, I sure do keep busy lately. I think it's the long transit, personally. I'm thinking I should leave at, like, 10:30 for my interview, just to allow for getting lost time. posted 9:44 PM / post / view (0) I'm trying to update my site, so some of the links aren't going to work for a while. I have internet. Yay. Now I have to set up the router so my roommate can have internet. Boo. I have an interview tomorrow for a part-time internship. No pay, but it's something. Whee. posted 4:41 PM / post / view (0) 1/22/2006 House made a lot more sense once I figured out that I'd accidentally watched Disc 1, Side B first. I bought a dresser at Ikea yesterday (and paid an insane amount of money to have the boxes delivered). Now I just have to put it together and I'll have somewhere to finally put all my clothes. Still haven't made it to Bed, Bath, and Beyond to get my bed stuff yet, but I do at least know exactly what I want now. Once I get this room all set up, I'm never gonna want to move. Well, I finished House and now I have nothing to do again. Maybe I'll visit Ellie tomorrow and find a book to steal. Or use my Amazon gift certificate. Or both. We'll see. And I really want a tv in my room. Maybe mom and dad can ship me my small one... posted 8:40 PM / post / view (0) 1/20/2006 In lieu of a book, Ellie gave me season one of House to watch last night, and I can't decide how I feel about it. It's pretty funny and I love the guy, but they have this thing going on where they spend the whole episode trying to figure out the problem (while their patient inevitably teeters on the edge of death) before they finally stumble across the correct (and usually very obscure) diagnosis in the nick of time. Which is okay... but not for every episode. I've watched three or four so far, so I don't know, but I can see myself getting irritated soon if it keeps up. On another note, I've been looking at part-time listings on craigslist and I can't seem to figure out anything I actually want to do. Meh. posted 11:30 PM / post / view (2) I totally just set off the smoke alarm at 3:30 in the morning. Clearly, a consequence of late night showers I hadn't thought of. Go me. I hope Sarah doens't hate me. posted 4:35 AM / post / view (1) It's killing me not to have internet. I'm at a Starbucks right now, but I can't seem to pick up any wireless, so that idea is out. I think I'll stop on my way home at an internet cafe on my street and see if I can plug my laptop in there. Otherwise, I'll just use one of their computers. So I've been here exactly a week. It's gone by pretty fast. My memory is ridiculously bad (as most anyone who actually reads this will already know), but I'm going to try and write down everything important that's happened since I got here. Last Thursday, my parents and I got up at the lovely hour of 4:30 am and left the house around 5:45 for Birmingham. When we got there and parked the car and walked in, Charlie was there waiting for us, which made me very happy. ^_^ He gave me my last Christmas present before I left, which was a little stuffed moogle (which I love) and which the new cat likes to steal from my room and play with. We checked me in at Southwest for my flight to Chicago and then went and got coffee. We didn't have a whole lot of time to kill before I had to go through security, but we talked for a little while. Mom took pictures, of course. I notice that she emailed me the ones of me and Charlie and with dad, but none with her. Which isn't terribly surprising because she hates pictures of herself. But the ones she did send me were kind of cute. Anyway, it was hard not to cry as I left, but I didn't want to be sobbing my way through security, so I held it in as best I could. Almost lost it a couple of times waiting for my flight, though. After that it got better. I slept (dozed) most of the way to Chicago, and then had a perfect layover. Just enough time to eat something and check in for the next flight. Not at all like my 12-hour layover from hell in Germany. Each flight was only an hour and a half. When I landed in New York, Liz picked me up at baggage claim and drove me around our neighborhood to show me places and then to my apartment. I picked up my key from the bar downstairs and we took my stuff up. We accidentally went into the wrong apartment though... The first door we tried (which WAS my apartment) didn't seem to like the key, so we tried the other one, and for some reason the idiot who lives there left his door unlocked, so we though the key had worked. But he was home, and we figured out what happened... He was very paranoid though. He had us try our key on his door twice and then tried his key on our door... it was weird. I just wanted to say, look, you left your door unlocked, retard. My key doesn't work on your door! But I didn't. We finally got my door open and went inside. It's a cute little apartment and my room is bigger than I expected. Eleven feet square. That night, I had to meet Ellie and her friends in the city for dinner (because it was Ellie's birthday), so she gave me instructions on which subway stop to get off at, and I, of course, fucked it up. Got off a couple stops early and had to go back and blahblahblah. I found her eventually and she walked me to the restaurant (Topaz Thai). Ridiculously small but pretty good. It was a good dinner, but I didn't talk much. I think they were concerned that I wasn't having any fun, but really, I was just in my listening mode. Trying to get a feel for them. They're very nice. We went to a Starbucks across the street afterwards and broke out the cupcakes Ellie's mom had ordered for her. Very rich... but good. And then I went home. Next day, I think Liz and her fiance took me to Ikea (I mean I know they did, I just THINK it was that day). I bought a bookcase and a desk and chair for $200. Day after that I bought a full-size bed for $400. So my room is shaping up. I don't have a closet, though, so I need to buy a wardrobe. But then I'll be set. Liz has taken really excellent care of me since I got here. I probably would have died without her. ^_^ Anyway. Day after that (Saturday) I don't remember what I did during the day. But that night I went to Ellie's birthday party at her apartment which was like a mini high school reunion. I saw Cyd and Starr and Matt... it was pretty amusing. Getting there was a nightmare because the R train which I usually take into the city was totally shut down at my stop (which explained the sounds of jack-hammering I'd heard underground all day), and I ended up having to go several stops in the opposite direction and switching trains to go back towards the city and then walking several blocks... it took me almost two hours, I think, but I got there. And fortunately, Matt lives in Astoria, too, so he was able to lead me home. On one day or another, whichever day it was that my bed was delivered (I don't really remember), I managed to lock myself out of my apartment. There's two doors downstairs (two different locks) and then my door upstairs. Someone rang my buzzer, and I thought it might be the bed people, and I don't have a way to buzz people in, so I went downstairs to check, leaving MY door unlocked so I could get back in, but forgetting that if I let the second door shut behind me, I'm stuck in the little foyer. Which I did. And there was no one there anyway. Fortunately, someone came down a few minutes later and disaster was averted... Sooo... since then, I've just been hanging out. Having dinner with Liz occasionally and Ellie is coming to see my apartment tonight. It's hard to stay busy or be productive without internet. I called the cable company yesterday and set up an installation appointment, but it won't be until next Thursday, the 26th. I think I'm going to start making daily trips to the internet cafe down the street. I'm dying. My Freecell games has dramatically improved, however. Brannon would be proud. That's all I can think of for now. I'm gonna finish my hot chocolate and walk towards home. Hopefully my new plan for the internet cafe will work out and I'll get to post this soon. I miss everybody at home and I love you! Note: that didn't work, but yay for random wireless piggybacking! posted 1:31 AM / post / view (2) 1/12/2006 Dear friends, I will miss you all terribly. It was very hard to drive home tonight not knowing when I'll see you guys again. You all mean a great deal to me; I've been lucky to have friends like you. I'll be home to visit, and I'll call whenever I can! I love you! And so I don't forget these nice messages I had waiting for me, I'm posting them here (without names). Thank you! i love you Cathy and im so glad that we are such good friends! i am going to miss you so much! Be careful and call me!!! i love you! I love you, and I'm going to miss you soo much, but I want you to have a wonderful adventure in New York and I hope you find nothing but happiness there, and be careful and don't go down dark alleys or in taxis with alien drivers and don't take candy from strangers, and make sure you still call and write, and even though I'm horrible about it, we have to keep in touch because you are one of the two best friends I have in the world and I can't lose you, even if you are moving away. Make sure you take Lucy II with you, because then you'll always have something of us, and we'll feel like a part of us is with you, too. I miss you already and love you bunches. I am writing to you this way because I cant call you because I will cry. I want you to know how much I will miss you and the special place you have in my heart. You have created so many wonderful memories for me and been a part of so many others. I wish you all the best in NY and if you ever need me, CALL ME and when you come home, know that I will be here with open arms. Thank you for the wonderful memories, have a great time. I miss you BUNCHES! MUCH LOVE posted 12:33 AM / post / view (0) 1/9/2006 I'm thinking my continued procrastination in packing is a symptom of massive fear and anxiety. I'm thinking these next few days are going to be freak-out time. Starting to feel it now. posted 2:57 AM / post / view (4) 1/6/2006 Trivial Pursuit: Part III Jason: Which has more chromosomes, Tarzan or Cheetah? Yeah... posted 12:46 AM / post / view (0) 1/3/2006 It hit me last night that I only have nine days to do everything that I need to do. Freaking out now. And Charlie, when you read this: you owe me your first born for this. In good news, I finally made it to the bank today and was pleasantly surprised to find my deposit added up to nearly $2000. Amazing what holding a few paychecks can do for your bank balance. I don't believe in New Year's resolutions; this one just happens to coincide. But I decided to (once again) try to stop drinking coke. It occurred to me the other day what would happen if I fed Lucy coke instead of water, and I figured it wouldn't be good. So why drink it myself? Of course, my resolve only lasted till dinner when I had to do something to get rid of my caffeine headache. So... I'll try to cut back to one a day first, and go from there. |