quick update – got a job, got a surprisingly spacious apt.my job.
doing grunt work for an entertainment pr firm. as long as i keep my attitude in check and find some constructive way to deal with people talking to me as though i barely understand the tasks at hand, i'll be fine. i'd actually forgotten what it was like to be a newbie at a job!
so in a matter of weeks, the honeymoon period has worn off with my new job. today was hellish – my head was super scattered and i couldn't stay focused on any of the stuff i had to do... and when i finally thought that i had a grasp on one particular task, i found out that i did it wrong, at 5:58pm! so i had to fix that and then when i went to send it out to everyone, it was brought to my attention that i didn't actually attach it to the email, like i was supposed to. oy... thankfully i returned from my sucky day to a delightfully cool apt, swathed in pale blue early-evening light and billowy white curtains. all is well.
my apt.
it's a glorified studio. my bed is against the windows. i have really long white curtains. the walls are white. i have a $15 ikea rug. there are no closets, so i've hung my clothes on a pair of wheelie silver clothing racks that i borrowed from a friend. no AC, so i have box fans wedged in each of
my windows. a locking white wrought iron gate covers one of the windows and opens up to allow access to the fire escape, which i love. my bathroom is concise and fairly austere, save for the bright blue patchwork shower curtain. it has the biggest bathtub i've ever had. i forgot my microwave at my parents' house. i don't like the overhead lighting (it's far too crackhouse dim), so i've strategically placed 4 lamps around the apt and i'm quite happy with the result.
my neighborhood.
doesn't have the hippest atmosphere, but it's not without its charm. if ever i were in dire need of 72 sequined scarves or $300 worth of imported ferns, i would need nothing more than to step outside my door, for my apt is in the heart of the wholesale district. i saw some boys throwing dice on the corner yesterday. it seems as though everything is within walking distance. there's a block of delicious indian restaurants around the corner. 24-hour pizza, chinese food and mini-marts. a bank (or three) and a drugstore on every corner along. madison square park. madison square garden. the big famous macy's, every cheap/chic clothing chain store you can imagine. lush. penn station. i've basically walked all of manhattan below 42nd street, all the way down through tribeca.
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last weekend
on fridays, summer hours at work lets me leave at 3pm, which of course makes me very happy. i skipped through the sweltering streets, content in the fact that i don't have to commute, and took a nap with the window fan blowing cool air across my face. i awoke refreshed and with a powerful surge of energy such that i have not experienced in practically my whole time living here. i took advantage of that energy and cleaned my apt from almost top to bottom. my kitchen and bathroom are sparkling, swept the floors, organized my media. feeling good. and domestic.
i was going to rock hard tomorrows at pianos, but by the time i'd finished cleaning the place and showering, i realized that i really wouldn't have time to get downtown, see them play, have a drink, get back home and go to meet benalicious at the station. so i ended up just hanging out until ben got to town. Took the train up to times square and met up with ben halfway between 7th and 8th ave. late night pizza and a beer.
saturday was difficult and awkward at first, but it got much, much better. ben and i took an anti-climactic trip to s'mac for some designer mac-n-cheese, only to be turned away by a strange sign on the door that read: “sorry, we're closed. Will reopen in 20 minutes”. so we ended up at 7A for an underwhelming dinner and awkward conversation that was soon alleviated by a 4 or 5 mile walk through manhattan below 14th st and along the hudson. somewhere on the outskirts of tribeca, during our search for a comfortable place to sit/drink, we stumbled upon the darkest bar either of us had ever encountered. another room... a teeny, yet welcoming bar, lit solely by candles. the bartender was helpful and adorable, the room was not packed and ben was really sweet. i had such a good time, that i could even overlook the grossness of the giant gorilla dog
that quietly puked in the corner. a few hours later, more walking.and we end up in union square, amidst semi-talented breakdancers with beer bellies and devil beards and an animated pixie girl with a bright blue louise brooks-ish wig and a pair of fairy wings. got really sleepy and cranky, so we headed home. word of advice... never rent bride and prejudice. i thought it would be sweet and charming and sassy in the vein of bend it like beckham, but alas... there was a little more than talk-singing and a lot less kissing (despite it being about weddings) than i was comfortable with.
sunday was awesome and i was sad to see him leave.
unfortunately, i've fallen into a bad habit of buying stuff whenever ben heads back to dc after visiting me up here. i stood in a very long line at forever 21, but i am very happy with the purpley tunic/dress with pockets that i have acquired as a result.
sunday night, i almost flaked on going to see my friends play at mercury lounge. thankfully, i kicked myself into leaving the apt and had a super fab time. cataract camp, some fellas i knew back in college were playing at mercury lounge, which i think is quite a feat considering they're from all the way down in charlottesville, va. i didn't tell steve (the drummer and one of my all-time favorite people from college) that i was going to be at the show, so i just kinda walked up to the door and he happened to be chilling outside with drew (a kindred english major). one of the things i like(d) best about steve is that he never gave those fake, obligatory half-hugs that so many people i've known liked to give. so i got a couple of big bear hugs from steviepants and knew it'd be a super fun night! instantly met a fun, dancey girl who just graduated and is as new to the city as i am. so now i've got a potential concert buddy. had a blue moon with a lemon wedge. the campers were lovely, just as i remembered! took a few blurry red pictures of zach flailing around and the rest of the fellas rocking and/or rolling. after they did their thing, i stuck around for travis morrison's set and was pleasantly surprised! steve and i spent the whole time dancing up a storm and after the show, a girl came up to us and showered us with praise regarding our superior dancing abilities. i headed home happy and climbed into bed at a semi-reasonable hour.
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