Thursday, August 26, 2004

And so the next chapter begins...

Well I leave tomorrow morning bright and early for the big move to NYC. I have been packing up the truck for 2 days now and muscles I didnt even know I had are hurting. I should be there by sometime Saturday, but who knows when my internet will be up and running...hopefully soon. I know this blog has sucked for a few weeks now, but I should be right back on schedule once everything is set up after the move. See you soon :)

Friday, August 20, 2004

Way too early for all this drama

So Im plagued with this thing for the past year that doesnt allow me to sleep in after 8:30 am. I use to be a champ sleeper, going all the way until noon if I could, but now its gone. So since I am up everyday at this hour, but still too lazy to "start my day", I set myself in front of the tv. This is the first time in years that I dont have a job to go to, so I really have no idea what is on during a weekday. The answer to what is on, however, is crap. Utter and complete crap. For some reason the only thing of interest to watch at 9am is Elimidate. I really think that seeing slutty girls fight over some totally unworthy guy is not a way to start my day, but that show has some kind of magnetism to it. Its like a cant stop watching. Its funny, because as bitchy as some of the girls are, its the guy that I really hate. In the episode today I saw this guy getting ready to elimidate a girl in the first round. He said he couldnt decide who it should be and grabbed the girl next to him and made out with her for a sec. Then he put his hand on her face and pushed her off saying "you're elimdated". What a fucking prick. The saddest thing is that the other girls who still remain dont see anything wrong with his behavior. Its so grotesque, yet I cant stop watching. Then to complete my morning o' drama, Dawson's Creek comes on at 10. I use to be a big fan of this show, but now looking back on the episodes I so loyally watched, all of them end in this terrible state of depression. Very rarely does an episode end on good terms. Someone dies, 2 people get divorced, best friends are fighting, Joey cheats on Dawson...its just one upset after another. I guess it was probably easier to identify with stupid teen agnst, when I was a stupid teen, but now its just so, well, juvenile.

Alrighty, well I think I am going to go swimming. Have a good one.

Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Oh Dear God

Well Im sure some of you have seen this already....but seriously, this is the harriest mofo I've ever seen. The great thing is that he seems to be remarkably happy and have high aspirations for himself. Good for him. I've never been a lover of the hair, but its interesting to know that there is probably some woman out there that is turned on by this guy. People are wierd. Wherever she is, I hope they meet and have lots of hairy sex and babies.

On another note, Ive been hooked on the Olympics, which Im normally not. I dont know if you guys saw the US Mens swim relay last night, but it was kickass. We won a gold....well THEY won a gold, you know what I mean. I like womens gymnastics too. That girl Mohini is awesome I think, seems nice too.

Ok, well off to do more errands. T minus 9 days until the NYC move.

Sunday, August 15, 2004

Life, love, and general boredom

Well its only been about 4 days since Ive been back home in Melbourne and Im starting to get a little stir crazy. For the first time in forever, I dont have a job to go to and since I havent lived in this city for like 4 years now, there arent many committments I have here, nothing I really "have" to do. There is only so much tv you can watch. I think a big part of it is coming from NYC on such a fast paced trip with a mission. Everyday we were out walking, looking at places, exploring...so now every morning I am up early automatically, but with no real place to go. I could go shopping or something, but as I have no income coming in at the moment thats probably not smart. Im hoping that the weather will be nice so I can hit up the beach a few times this week and get all brown before the big move. (oh, by the way, the hurricane went just north of us thank goodness, we just got a lot of really bad storms).

So yea, thats pretty much whats going on these days. My NYC boy shared some great/shitty news with me the second night I saw him...he was accepted into UCLA's Graduate Film Program in Screenwriting...he moves to LA mid September :( It was really upsetting to hear, and it was kind of surprise to him because he was waitlisted and didnt really expect a seat to open up, but it did. Its an amazing opportunity for him, so I am happy for him in that way, but when he told me I felt like someone had punched me in the stomach. Due to the brevity of our relationship so far, it was suprising how we coped with this new twist in our fate....it was as if we had been together for a long time. The intensity that has been experienced so far is like nothing Ive ever felt before. For me to even have the thought that he might be "the one", is huge, and I knew it that night....about 2 hours before he shared this news with me. Is it possible to fall for someone so quickly? I never do. Maybe a crush, but this is no crush, this is no typical situation, it hasnt been from the start. The only thing Ive decided to do is be myself and not hold back. Life is too short to play by the rules of dating and games arent worth my time. I think if you feel something you should show it or say it, just put it out there...Ive kept quiet too long in the past and it just eats you up inside, you're own love of another eats you up. Doesnt seem fair. I dont know how this is going to work, but I want it to. Too bad Im only one side of the equation.

Friday, August 13, 2004

Hurricane a' comin!

Ive not even been home for 2 days and the joy of hurricane season is all around. Yea so unless you are living in a hole and arent up on current news, Hurricane Charley is suppose to touch ground within the hour. We knew it was coming of course, but its recent shift east was a surprise. Its now up to a Category 4 which is pretty scary. All the candles are out, gallons of water are in the garage and everything from outside is now inside somewhere. The winds now are around 145mph and in my area we are expected to get around 100mph winds. The eye of the storm is like 12 miles wide and something like 1.8 million Floridians have been evacuated. Last time we had to evacutate was for Hurricane Floyd, and what a mess that was. An hour drive turned into about 8 hours sitting in gridlock on 95.
Well anyways, back to watching the news, hopefully it will lose strength quick
when it hits.

Signing off...

Monday, August 09, 2004

I have a home in NYC!!!!!

Well after an excruciating time looking for an apartment here (more detail later)....we finally found a place, and right where we had hoped it would be! We found a 2br apartment on Cornelia St. in the West Village and we couldnt be happier. It is the cutest street with so many things around it, I wouldnt even know where to start. The food on this street alone is amazing. We are right across the street from the Cornelia Street Cafe.We close on the apartment tomorrow at 3pm and then its time for drinks a plenty. I think I am beaming right now, what a relief. It is seriously so gorgeous of an area and the apartment is cute and small and definitely something we can make a home. It turns out my subway line is right around the corner and I dont have to switch at all. Washington Square Park was like a 4 minute walk from our place!! I took a few pics of our street and stuff, but Im still in NYC, so Ill upload them when I get home on Thursday.

PS- I met up with my NYC boy (smitten, remember?)...it was so perfect and wonderful. He is even cuter than I remembered and he brought his roommate that seemed to hit it off with my roommate Ann. It was a picturesque evening, and I had my first "kiss on a New York City street" in the midst of passing couples. I dont think I stopped smiling the whole way home. God I love this city.

More to come...

Thursday, August 05, 2004

On the road again

Well my little trip to St. Augustine has come to an end and we should be getting on the road in an hour or two. It was a good time filled with many memorable moments as always. I really love how close my family is, sometimes I forget that not every family is like that.

Im not sure if I could live in a little city like this or not. I love the history and all that, but at night time, its just a little creepy around here. We decided to go on this walking ghost tour last night at like 8pm. We thought it would be fun. I had gone on one in Savannah years ago as well as on the "Jack the Ripper" tour in London, and both were enjoyable. So anyways, with St. Augustine being America's oldest city, we figured there would be some good stories. Plus, this tour had been featured on the travel channel and and discovery channel, so we figured it would be good. It was a rainy night to start, and at around 8pm the streets of the historic area become pretty barren as most shops have closed up. We went to a couple of Bed and Breakfasts and heard their stories of poltergeists and all that. It wasnt too scary up until that point because the tour lady kept going into extensive detail which got tiring. That was at least up until the graveyards. I've always thought that graveyards are creepy, but when you look at one that has been there for hundreds of years, it looks straight out of a horror movie. The fact that we stood right in the middle of the opening gates didnt help. She told us all of the stories regarding a few of the bodies that lay there. She pointed to this one little gravestone of a 5 year old boy and told us how he is frequently seen climbing this huge tree in front of us. Apparently they have captured this on film. The whole time we were standing there, with this tree's branches hanging over us I could not bring myself to look up at the tree, terrified at the though that my brain would make me see something that wasnt there.

So after that cemetary she led us to a few other places and we were now pretty deep into the heart of the historic district. I was joking with my sisters saying "what if she takes us to that last cemetary instead of where we started and then is just like 'ok everyone thats it, have a good night', and then leaves us stranded". We laughed it off because we knew it would never happen. Except that it did. After visiting the last cemetary she gaves us an "ok that its everyone, have a good night"....just as I was thinking, wtf she cant be serious. Well she was and headed off in her own little direction. The rest of the crowd went their separate ways and my sisters and I were left standing next to the graveyard. We sort of knew where we had to go, but it included walking down this old street that we had just come from....the same street that walked right next to the graveyard with the 5 yr old ghost...and the same street that at this point was dead silent and dark. We seriously had no idea where we were. Just when I was beginning to freak, my cell rang, it was my parents asking if the tour was over yet. I told them how we were standing in some street with no idea where to go. Luckily...my parents turned out to be right around the corner and we saw them immediately. That was a huge coincidence though....I mean of all streets they ended up on that one and the same exact time we did, at like 10 pm at night. The other thing I thought was weird was that I get no reception in the historic area, not even one bar, but when they called I had full service...and immediately after I had none. All in the same area. I think Ive got my fill of ghost tours for a while.

I wish I was just going home to do nothing for a week but soak up the sun on the beach, but I leave tomorrow morning for NYC as the apartment hunt moves into full force. From what Ive seen so far this week, there are very few 2 bedroom apartments for rent in the West Village. Apparently everyone has told Ann (who has been there for a few days already) that anyone who has a 2br in the WV most likely holds onto it, you know, for life. Super. So anyways, I guess now we are looking more in the East Village. There are definitely more places to rent there and they are more affordable, its just that my commute to school will suck. Is transferring subways really that bad? Everyone has told me to avoid it. Maybe it wont be that bad. I mean, I got to school three days a week, and none of those times are during rush hour. I guess Ill just wait and see.

Anyways, time to pack up my stuff, just so I can drive home and repack it. Wish me luck in nyc and that I dont get some shithole place.

Ps- We are staying in a friend's place while they are away...in the financial district. Should be interesting.