Monday, August 30, 2004


and i came home in his clothes. nothing happened, but i got to sleep there with him, and he me, and i left in a t shirt that smells of his room -- even if that smells like his dog. i felt bad staying and leaving. staying because he has to work and what if he would sleep better if i were not there. leaving because he can't just say goodbye. he always walks me out. so i tried to sleep. but all i would think about way the staying and the leaving. so eventually i left. no calling you later, no ill see you there. just see you later. so, messy.

Friday, August 27, 2004

The Happy Home

i went to put a deposit down on my new place last night. i met the guy who lives upstairs and he seems really nice. even offered to help me move. it seems that he and the couple moving out get along well and are friendly. i dont think they even close the inner doors. at my place now, the guy who lives downstairs is afraid of me and still doesn't recognize me after 5 years. so it seems like a very happy place.

so of course after going there i was in a fabulous mood and decided to go out for a drink. well, my local bar was on my way-ish, so i had to, right? nothing too exciting, but i got to watch the yankees win (oh guy upstairs was wearing a yankee hat-at least he'll know why im screaming at the tv) and had some fun. no hangover, even danced around a bit this morning. now once i make it to this evening, i don't have to work until the tuesday after labor day. fun will be had, even with the move. my friend from home said she'd come help me pack one day and bring candy. how sweet.

Thursday, August 26, 2004

Still No Fun

So waking up and writing a post titled "no fun" may not be a good way to start a day...

i even thought id been drinking last night. i had gone to sleep at 10:30, no alcohol, just some frozen yougurt in my system. when i woke up, i was dehydrated, hungry, and could not handle makeup or shoes that do not flip and flop. i stumbled on my way to work. i almost freaked on the train. some guy was screaming his conversation to his buddy. i couldn't see the guy, but i could hear his entire conversation. now, i rarely leave the house without headphones blaring. today was no exception. this guy was LOUD. luckily i was getting off at the next stop. some more stumbling, and a sushi-for-breakfast offering later, i made it to work. with a bagel, thanks, no sushi.

but now it is almost that wonderful time when i get to go home. one more day and then a week + off. much needed.

No fun

so now comes actual moving. i hired movers because, well, i live on the 3rd floor, have a ton of stuff, and seriously feel that this is exactly why i have a job. to hire people to do the things i don't wanna. one day i will make enough to get people to pack for me. build a bookshelf, i'll do that myself, but move a bookshelf, they have people to do that. so i hired Rabbit Movers. the guy seems nice. i'm trying to move a lot before then so they are just coming for furniture. i mean, its 7 blocks, i can manage some stuff.

i swear i have more to say. just focused right now.

Wednesday, August 25, 2004


i called again and i got the place...pending credit check, which should go well. yippee!

Firsties first post. no backstory.

i am looking for a new apartment. i saw a place i loved yesterday, shown by the current tenants. was told to give the landlord a call and tell him about myself. called the 2 numbers given, left 2 messages, have not been called back. since about 7 last night. the tenants thought i would be exactly what the landlord wanted. i am financially stable, would live there for years, and am 1 person.

i didn't want to move in the first place. i am being forced out by a hurricane that didn't come close to me. lovely. i hate moving and i have more stuff than any person should. so i want to stay in my general area. i like it here. im happy with it. this place is close to my place now, but nicer. and of course more expensive, but what can you do. and its a block away from 3 of my friends. i'll call the guy again after lunch. tell him im a dream.