| damn |
[Dec. 19th, 2007|06:47 am] |
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Well, almost exactly a year ago I was headed back home for Christmas after my first 'semester' in New York. I was still slightly heartbroken from Mr. College Boyfriend, slightly misled by Mr. High School Boyfriend, beating off Mr. Personal Trainer (sleaze!) and very confused about Miss. Girl Who I'd Hooked Up With Once While Extreeeemly Drunk But Was Pretty Sure I Wasn't Attracted To But Who I Wanted To Spend All My Time With Including Sleeping Together Platonic-ly...Except For The Spooning. (Deep breath.) (And yes there was spooning.) And now, here I am, lying in what has just become OUR apartment, awake because she left for home (Detroit) at the crack of dawn this morning and now I can't go back to sleep.
Life moves so outrageously fast. Here I am. all of a sudden having lived in New York for almost a year and a half. And while I haven't come anywhere near accomplishing many of the goals I set out for myself when I moved here (cough, acting, cough,) I have started to succeed in the major goal of building some sort of a life here. Which I am proud of. And somehow as part of it all, I ended up with this amazing girl who does things like build me a BEAUTIFUL desk for Christmas and insist on feeding me when I'm broke. This girl who I can go to a baseball game or an art museum with and who is equally comfortable boozing it up in the fanciest clubs in New York and walking through the projects at 2 in the morning. This girl who has a model body but who works construction and dresses kind of like a boy half the time...you get the point - she is one of a kind.
So yes, life is a strange, strange thing. But pretty great sometimes. Especially when I end up with the girl. |
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| comatose |
[May. 3rd, 2007|03:53 pm] |
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| |  exhausted | ] |
so I have one thing to say about this whole working almost kind of full time. it makes one really fuckin goddamn tired. as in i'm sitting here with all of my muscles feeling like jello and my vision kind of shaking in this odd and not very encouraging fashion. and perhaps it wouldn't be quite so bad if i was working an office job and didn't have to run around a chaotic cafe, but I kind of doubt it. and as for lawyers and doctors and all those types of people who work 70, 80 hour work weeks - maybe they're just a different breed?? or perhaps they have been genetically engineered. either way, I'm fucking tired and I'm only working about 30 hours this week. so maybe I'm just a big fat whimp. shit. |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 27th, 2006|01:25 am] |
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| |  bouncy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | the dresden dolls | ] |
well so far this vacation i've made an asshole of myself in front of the majority of the congretation at my church, talked extensively about weed with my entire extended family and sent my extremely dorky aunt on a mission to get the phone number of the extremely hot drummer for the dresden dolls. he wouldn't give his number, but he did give her is email address, complete with a very earnest explanation of why he felt bad giving out a fake number. so it's been a pretty rocking christmas. which will continue tomorrow (with my dad.) hopefully politics with the step-mama won't overshadow the fun. jessa has been moaning at me in a particularly irritating fashion, so i suppose i have to go to sleep now.
one last thing - i am getting PUMPED about new years - i have plans filled with drunken debauchery in pretty dresses and i can't WAIT! |
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| (no subject) |
[Dec. 13th, 2006|06:40 am] |
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| |  confused | ] |
so i'm fairly sure that my trainer is hitting on me. like kind of a lot. and i don't really know what to do about it. or what i want to do about it. more later... |
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| oberlin trip |
[Dec. 12th, 2006|08:03 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  contemplative | ] |
| [ | music |
| | death cab | ] |
I just got back from a long weekend in Oberlin. I don't have time to really write, but suffice it to say that it went far better than I'd expected. Even though I got (in some ways) much worse news in regards to one aspect of my life than I'd expected. Going there gave me a sense of peace and centered-ness that I haven't felt in a while. Maybe it was just being back in a place that makes me happy. Or maybe it was getting to remind myself of who I really am and what Oberlin meant to me. My second semester last year was kind of awful (break-up, honor's thesis and a huge part in the mainstage) and I think it caused me to kind of forget just how special of a place Oberlin is. On my way there, I was also afraid that if Barry and I had some sort of falling out, that I would have no one to see. That I'd have to hide in the library or something and work to not look like a complete lame-o. Instead, I was completely overwhelmed by how many people were so happy to see me. It made me remember that even if I spent a lot of my time and energy on my relationship with Barry, he wasn't everything. Which is sort of upsettingly easy to forget in a certain way. It was just good to realize how much I was my own person and hence how much I still am my own person. These are probably things that I shouldn't need to remind myself of, but I suppose whenever you're involved in a long, serious relationship, it's easy to lose track of yourself in a certain way. Well enough for now, sleep for real. |
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| heh heh |
[Dec. 5th, 2006|12:46 am] |
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| |  amused | ] |
| [ | music |
| | death cab - transatlanticism...so perfect i'm gonna hurl | ] |
funny that an internet quiz can articulate something i have just been realizing about myself in the last few weeks. i'm going to go cring now. |
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| grumble grouch grumble |
[Dec. 1st, 2006|01:40 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  grumpy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | regina spektor | ] |
I could kill to not be at the coffee shop right now. To be in my lovely, warm, soft, bed, listening to the rain on the window. But I am here. Even though I couldn't get to sleep until around 3 in the morning, I am here. I just hope this doesn't make me grouchy for the party tonight. Scratch that. I refuse to let it make me grouchy for the party tonight. |
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| the perks of working in the lower east side |
[Nov. 17th, 2006|03:32 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | 17 Bleecker | ] |
| [ | mood |
| |  giddy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | The Smiths | ] |
I served Francis McDormand a small coffee and a blueberry muffin this morning!!! Holy Shit was what a thrill. I told her that I thought she was fantastic and that I was an actor and she was an inspiration. She was as nice as I've always imagined and said 'Good to hear' when I told her that I was an actor. Then I tried to act cool while shaking like a leaf. The moment she walked out the door I was on the phone with my mom. WHEEEEEEEE! Talk about making my day!!
Also: it's funny, because Naomi Watts is a semi-regular here, so I've been hoping to serve her at some point, but it would take about ten Naomi Watts' to ever equal this one. Maybe I'll just take the Friday morning shift for perminant. |
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| (no subject) |
[Nov. 13th, 2006|11:07 am] |
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| | grumpy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | belle & sebastian | ] |
no matter how early i go to bed, getting up at six still sucks. a lot. |
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| I always knew!! |
[Nov. 6th, 2006|03:06 am] |
You are 90% English. Congratulations! You may now take your place as a subject of Her Majesty.
"And did those feet
In ancient times,
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
In England's pleasant pastures seen?"
Well, no, but it's a cracking good tune.
How English are you?
Create a Quiz |
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| more excitement than i bargained for |
[Nov. 5th, 2006|05:22 am] |
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| | confused | ] |
It has been a confusing 24 hours. I shall write more on this later, after some much needed sleep and processing. |
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| ways your body can fuck you |
[Nov. 1st, 2006|05:12 am] |
| [ | mood |
| |  blah | ] |
| [ | music |
| | northern exposure theme song | ] |
I got a migraine while I was at work today. Which was weird, because I've only ever gotten two before, and both of those times were triggered by me doing garden work in 80 degree or higher temps. And the coffee shop does get hot, but not that hot. Long story short, I was feeling kind of weird when I sat down to grab a quick bite to eat and read the paper. But I couldn't read the paper because my vision was all weird when I tried to focus. I realized what was happening, called my boss and then had to get through another hour of waiting on customers while not really being able to fully see what I was doing. (And let me tell you - pouring steamed milk and making change are not the easiest tasks when you feel like you're looking through a prism.) So that sucked. The train ride home would also go in the 'unpleasant episodes' column of life experiences. Fortunately, I managed to catch it early with 4 ibuprophen, chased down with a shot of espresso, so by the time I got home and laid down for a while the worst of it was over. It was funny, because the whole thing left me feeling kind of drained and out of it. So I finished season four of 'northern exposure' (a tv show I'm devoted to and recently splurged on at best buy) and just generally blobbed out. The blobbing was nice, but it meant that I didn't go to this weekly reading of bits of new plays that a guy I met at the coffee shop invited me to. He said he and his co-writer were planning to go next week, though, so hopefully I'll be able to go then. For now, though, I must off to bed - I've got to get on the d-train first thing in the morning! (ugh.) But Izzy (old old friend/ex) is visiting this week/weekend, so that's exciting! To bed, Liza, to bed - a more comprehensive update later...maybe... |
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| (no subject) |
[Oct. 17th, 2006|01:30 pm] |
| [ | Current Location |
| | where else? | ] |
| [ | mood |
| | tired | ] |
| [ | music |
| | regina spektor | ] |
The moon was still out and very bright when I left my apartment for work yesterday. And the street lights went out as I was unlocking the gates on the coffee shop. Then a guy walked in and told me that there was a truck on fire outside. I went outside and sure enough, there was a little street cleaning truck with flames shooting out of the engine. A few minutes later a guy who said he was dog sitting bought a cup of coffee. I looked out the door, and the two enormous great danes that I'm in love with were standing there, looking very intently into the store. (On a side note - when I say that these dogs are enormous, it is in no way an exageration - the larger of two's back is well above my hip. They would look most 12 year olds in the eye. And they are both solid black and I'm in love with them.) Anyway. A little after that highlight, a very large, angry/crazy/high (not sure which) came in. He walked by me, towards the back of the store, stopping by a middle aged guy who was working on his laptop and raising his fist at the customer. Then he kept walking to the back of the store, where he sat down on one of our couches and glared very pointedly at laptop guy. Being the smallest person in the room, I naturally had to deal with him. I asked him if he was going to buy anything and when he said no, I simply kicked him out. It was surprisingly straightforward, and I just sort of did it all automatically. It was only a few minutes after he had left that I started shaking a little bit from the adrenaline. But it was totally worth it for the badass points. So that was my morning yesterday. Nothing quite as exciting has happened yet this morning, although I did have one semi-regular possibly kind of crazy customer come in and start talking to me about how 'he couldn't do it anymore' and that he was 'completely broke' and that he 'loves her, but $20 a day just isn't enough'. I felt like a bar tender. Especially since he gave me absolutely no context to all the shit he was saying. So I gave him a free cup of coffee and nodded like an idiot. Just your average day on the job. |
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| netflix! |
[Oct. 5th, 2006|09:24 pm] |
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We have netflix now! Send movie suggestions! |
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| officially starting to lose it |
[Oct. 4th, 2006|05:05 pm] |
one of my fellow coffee shop workers didn't know he was working tonight because our boss is an idiot about not telling people when he changes the schedule. hence, i am still at work, still listening to the smiths and still wanting to kill someone. probably the lady who bought a banana (they're a buck) replied with a 'mmhmm' when i asked if that was all (i'm not worth a full word, apparently). she is still sitting on one of our couches, 2 hours or more later, with her feet up on one of our chairs, half blocking the aisle and shmoozing on the free wireless. i think she's my victim. too bad we don't have a walk in freezer. i guess i'll just have to throw her in the basement and hope that the rats eat her before marcos has to take out the trash next tuesday. |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 29th, 2006|01:07 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  shocked | ] |
| [ | music |
| | npr | ] |
the constitution is being dismantled in front of our very eyes. it is unbelieveable. outrageous. terrifying. i cannot get my mind around how anyone can go along with this. how have we gotten so far out there that legislation can be passed giving the government the power to essentially dissapear anyone who isn't a citizen?? what is next? if i had been asked if this was possible 6 years ago, i don't think i would have believed it. it's the stuff of a science fiction novel. or bright room called day. i can't understand how the country has so completely lost any kind of perspective. does no one consider that we are setting a precident? how would we react if US citizens living abroad were arrested and held indefinately? how are there not riots in the street in response to this bill? how is this possible?!! |
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| Go Mass-a-choo-setts!!! |
[Sep. 29th, 2006|11:18 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | pleased | ] |
A Massachussets judge ruled today that a gay couple from Rhode Island could get married here because Rhode Island has no laws specifically outlawing same-sex marriage. Hurrah for my state! I may barely be able to spell it, but it makes me really proud sometimes! |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 26th, 2006|05:45 am] |
| [ | mood |
| | sleepy | ] |
| [ | music |
| | neko case/the never | ] |
soooo, i'm a girl who couldn't take 9 o'clock classes because i couldn't wake up for them. now i have to get up at around 5:30 three days a week for work. it'll be interesting to see how this one goes... |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 19th, 2006|10:57 pm] |
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| | confused | ] |
One last question before I go and do all those things I said I would: has livejournal always been pirate-themed? Like to the point of posting being 'updating captain's log'? |
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| (no subject) |
[Sep. 13th, 2006|10:18 pm] |
| [ | mood |
| |  bored | ] |
I'm bored out of my skull. The job I've applied to requires three rounds of interviews. My next one (which is over the phone with some woman in Boston) isn't until next Monday. So now I have a bunch of time to kill. This is not to say that I don't have plenty of things I could be doing. I have piles of things to do, I've just had zero luck trying to motivate myself do do any of them.
Yesterday afternoon I went and hung out with Munib in the afternoon, which was great. It was fun to see him and almost better to simply get out of the house. Then we went to this place called the 'Asian Pub' - no joke - that had strong mixed drinks for four bucks a pop. It was almost like I was back in Oberlin...Anyway - Maggie and Matt came and joined us and it was great fun. Then Matt, Munib and I went to this gay bar. I was really drunk at this point and therefore didn't fully register the fact that there were men dancing on the bar until someone pointed it out. They were all very sad looking - not very good dancers and all wearing underwear with sneakers - a big no no. So that was fun for a while, then Munib went home and Matt and I wandered around until we got pizza. Then I finally got to bring my first guy back to the apartment (Matt.) He slept on Maggie's rock hard futon, poor guy.
So it's great when I get out of the house, but the problem is that it costs money. And I'm not making any right now. And I'm bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. I should probably just go to bed so that I don't sleep half the day away like I did this morning. But then I'll just have more time to kill. Man, it's a really bad thing that I'm so bad at motivating myself. Like really, really bad. Okay, Liza - BED. |
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