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[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] |
| [ | mood |
| |  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] |
| [ | mood |
| |  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] |
| [ | mood |
| | 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?
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