I decided on a new blog name. Say Crack Again. It's a line from Mean Girls. But if you didn't know that, you really should just shoot yourself.
I just had my interview at the Coffee Shop up the block. Shortest interview ever. Like I literally walked in sat down and he asked me maybe five questions and I was on my way. But I do think he really liked me. So I do hope I get it.
I'm watching Eva's season of ANTM on MTV and I am realizing how gorgeous Tyra actually was. Like seriously, absolutely drop dead. What happened? I can not wait to meet her. I supposed to be getting lunch with her at some point. I swear I'm going to freak out. Also I'm remembering how much I hate YaYa. I wish Tyra was able to see the footage of the girls in the house each season during the week. Cause then the nasty people would be sent home before the people that I love. God I love that blind Amanda.
Also, Ev from Real World / Road Rules is so hot. I would totally become a lesbian for her. Like I would totally munch her rug. I swear.
The cats spent their first night in the cage. I couldn't hear if they were crying or not, so i slept perfectly well for the first time in God knows when. I am very rested. I love it.
Off to therapy. Every good New Yorker has a therapist.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
I am so lazy.
Like I was supposed to head back downtown to pick up my clothes and go out but I didn't. I put together the cat cage. I did the dishes. So I guess that it productive. I saved money and I did what I should have done. But I still feel like I did something wrong. The cats are crying a little in the cage, but they will get used to it. I did everything the vet said to do. Put a bed, some litter and some food. They will only be there at night, so I will still have to deal with them during the day. Whatever. It is better than before. I can actually sleep at night now.
I have an interview tomorrow at the coffee shop up the block from my apartment. I really hope I get the job. I just need something to do during the day. Plus I loved working at Gloria Jeans, besides my evil Dyke boss and the awful Indian owners (they called me in my hospital bed and asked me for a letter of resignation. Seriously.) I just enjoy working in that type of environment. Dealing with customers is sort of my forte.
Back to True Life. Such a good episode.
I have an interview tomorrow at the coffee shop up the block from my apartment. I really hope I get the job. I just need something to do during the day. Plus I loved working at Gloria Jeans, besides my evil Dyke boss and the awful Indian owners (they called me in my hospital bed and asked me for a letter of resignation. Seriously.) I just enjoy working in that type of environment. Dealing with customers is sort of my forte.
Back to True Life. Such a good episode.
So about that...
Yeah I had carbs already today. But the food was so good. I went to lunch with Hunter at Jane on Houston. Never been there before. But it was so good. Like honestly, it might be one of my favorite new restaurants. I don't even know if it's new. But I really liked it.
My chest has been hurting a lot lately. i don't get why my doctor won't just give me some damn pills for the pain. Motrin, Tylenol, Advil; none of them are working. And I am sick of it. I hate not being able to fall asleep at night because I am in pain. Like come on. It's been almost a year and a half since the accident, I should not still be in pain. I guess it never goes away. That's what Paulie Wallie said. Yeah my dad used to call himself that. Don't even get me started.
The cats are driving me up the wall. But only sometimes. It's very love / hate between us. Like for instance, while watching TV I do not mind if BoyCat climbs up and sits on my lap. But late at night they are still being so loud. I guess I should set up the cage that I paid 60 bucks for, but I do not know how to do that kind of stuff. Right now they are just being so noisy, I could kill them.
Scotty got into Fordham Law and Jimbo got the job at Bank Of New York, so I am really excited for this summer and upcoming years. Like two of my favorite people in the world will actually be close enough to me that I can hang out with them more regularly. This whole slow down on the drinking thing will not last long with them around.
I bumped into Ray Biel from high school at Uniqlo, I had to buy new jeans, and he is getting me thirty percent off. So I am pretty pumped about that. Have to go back down to Soho in the freezing cold. Not fun. But he did mention that in HS him and this other girl used to stare at my ass all during AP French. And then went on to say I had the best ass in the world. I'm telling you, minorities LOVE me.
..especially that Blaire girl. She's like obsessed with me. Cause she's black, I bet. Speaking of Blaire, I am seeing her tonight. we are going to go to some Playgirl party at Happy Endings. Going to be way hot. Like I don't know how I am going to control myself. Haha.
Well I am going to hop in the shower, head down to Soho and then down to the party, with my bag of clothes I guess.
You know you love me
XOXO
Gossip Girl
OK JUST KIDDING WITH THAT.
But for reals, they should make some new episodes. SUCH a good show. I am seriously obsessed.
Ok but I do have to shave and stuff, so bye bye.
My chest has been hurting a lot lately. i don't get why my doctor won't just give me some damn pills for the pain. Motrin, Tylenol, Advil; none of them are working. And I am sick of it. I hate not being able to fall asleep at night because I am in pain. Like come on. It's been almost a year and a half since the accident, I should not still be in pain. I guess it never goes away. That's what Paulie Wallie said. Yeah my dad used to call himself that. Don't even get me started.
The cats are driving me up the wall. But only sometimes. It's very love / hate between us. Like for instance, while watching TV I do not mind if BoyCat climbs up and sits on my lap. But late at night they are still being so loud. I guess I should set up the cage that I paid 60 bucks for, but I do not know how to do that kind of stuff. Right now they are just being so noisy, I could kill them.
Scotty got into Fordham Law and Jimbo got the job at Bank Of New York, so I am really excited for this summer and upcoming years. Like two of my favorite people in the world will actually be close enough to me that I can hang out with them more regularly. This whole slow down on the drinking thing will not last long with them around.
I bumped into Ray Biel from high school at Uniqlo, I had to buy new jeans, and he is getting me thirty percent off. So I am pretty pumped about that. Have to go back down to Soho in the freezing cold. Not fun. But he did mention that in HS him and this other girl used to stare at my ass all during AP French. And then went on to say I had the best ass in the world. I'm telling you, minorities LOVE me.
..especially that Blaire girl. She's like obsessed with me. Cause she's black, I bet. Speaking of Blaire, I am seeing her tonight. we are going to go to some Playgirl party at Happy Endings. Going to be way hot. Like I don't know how I am going to control myself. Haha.
Well I am going to hop in the shower, head down to Soho and then down to the party, with my bag of clothes I guess.
You know you love me
XOXO
Gossip Girl
OK JUST KIDDING WITH THAT.
But for reals, they should make some new episodes. SUCH a good show. I am seriously obsessed.
Ok but I do have to shave and stuff, so bye bye.
Now a real blog.... with a little more insight.
I have really been wondering a lot lately what I am doing with my life and the type of person that I am. I guess it's all natural, but still it feels rather immature in my opinion. I question a lot of my actions and just the way I do things. For example I was reading someone else's blog and noticed quite a few spelling errors. Immediately I leaped into judgment. I mean if you are going to type up something that you expect people to read you might as well spell words correctly. But then on the other hand, who am I to expect people to spell correctly? If they wanna spell things wrong, let them. It doesn't mean they are less smart than me, just that they aren't crazy like me when it comes to spelling. I could care less about grammar, but spelling, oh boy, I don't fuck around.
Also, for those that know me, or have even seen me, I am getting rather wide in the mid section. That's like the best way to put it. I am not fat anywhere but my stomach and ass and thighs. My chest, arms, and calves are all actually on the skinny side. It's so weird. Then I think to myself, hey, why don't you go to the gym you retard? But of course I won't. Why should I? I never have before, why should I start now? I even bummed a cigarette today so I wouldn't have dinner. I mean, why don't I just start eating healthy? No need to work out then. Just cut out carbs. I can do that. I have done it before, when me and the Dillster went to Miami last year. That's it, no more carbs. Starting in the AM.
On to my thoughts on relationships. And why I am not in one. I mean I had basically one serious relationship, if you'd call it that, and that just ended with me being broken. So I guess my opinion of them is tainted from that perspective, but it would be nice to snuggle with someone I actually like. Every time I have hooked up with someone lately it has been drunken or out of boredom. Never with anyone I like. I really should fix that. I guess going on dates could work. I guess. But who would wanna date a fatty? Not me, that's for sure. So I am like really torn. Back to the working out thing. I guess if I worked out I would lose the weight a bit quicker. Eh, I would rather not even think about that anymore.
Moving on...
My drinking has been brought up to me by several people. I am considering cutting back a bit. I mean I haven't gotten drunk since Sunday, so that's kinda a big deal for me. I just think it's gotten a little out of hand. Like, I guess, I'm young and everything, but still it's a little too much.
I need a job. ASAP. Cause then I will have a little structure and not be tempted to go out every night and drink. I will have something to wake up for. Or a boyfriend. Once I get one, no more going out for me. Why would I need to? I guess to see friends, but I'd rather see friends during the day anyways.
But after all this contemplating that I did today I did realize something. That I do like who I am. I know there are parts of me that could change for the better, but I do think I am a genuinely good person. I mean I have tons of friends, people love me. they see something in me, and that makes me feel a little better. Sure I don't think before I speak and I give my opinion, even if people don't want it, and I come off really strong, but I have always been this way. When people meet me they know they are in it for the long haul, and will have to deal with me in that way. I think it's a good thing. Someone has got to stand up and just speak sometimes. Just speak from inside and not sugar coat anything. That person could be me I guess. Who knows? This is all just mumbojumbo I guess.
I don't even know if any of that whole blog made sense to anyone, but it's what I was feeling. I still don't know what I am going to do with my life, but I'll learn. I'll figure it out someday. No need losing sleep over it.
So with that, Goodnight.
Also, for those that know me, or have even seen me, I am getting rather wide in the mid section. That's like the best way to put it. I am not fat anywhere but my stomach and ass and thighs. My chest, arms, and calves are all actually on the skinny side. It's so weird. Then I think to myself, hey, why don't you go to the gym you retard? But of course I won't. Why should I? I never have before, why should I start now? I even bummed a cigarette today so I wouldn't have dinner. I mean, why don't I just start eating healthy? No need to work out then. Just cut out carbs. I can do that. I have done it before, when me and the Dillster went to Miami last year. That's it, no more carbs. Starting in the AM.
On to my thoughts on relationships. And why I am not in one. I mean I had basically one serious relationship, if you'd call it that, and that just ended with me being broken. So I guess my opinion of them is tainted from that perspective, but it would be nice to snuggle with someone I actually like. Every time I have hooked up with someone lately it has been drunken or out of boredom. Never with anyone I like. I really should fix that. I guess going on dates could work. I guess. But who would wanna date a fatty? Not me, that's for sure. So I am like really torn. Back to the working out thing. I guess if I worked out I would lose the weight a bit quicker. Eh, I would rather not even think about that anymore.
Moving on...
My drinking has been brought up to me by several people. I am considering cutting back a bit. I mean I haven't gotten drunk since Sunday, so that's kinda a big deal for me. I just think it's gotten a little out of hand. Like, I guess, I'm young and everything, but still it's a little too much.
I need a job. ASAP. Cause then I will have a little structure and not be tempted to go out every night and drink. I will have something to wake up for. Or a boyfriend. Once I get one, no more going out for me. Why would I need to? I guess to see friends, but I'd rather see friends during the day anyways.
But after all this contemplating that I did today I did realize something. That I do like who I am. I know there are parts of me that could change for the better, but I do think I am a genuinely good person. I mean I have tons of friends, people love me. they see something in me, and that makes me feel a little better. Sure I don't think before I speak and I give my opinion, even if people don't want it, and I come off really strong, but I have always been this way. When people meet me they know they are in it for the long haul, and will have to deal with me in that way. I think it's a good thing. Someone has got to stand up and just speak sometimes. Just speak from inside and not sugar coat anything. That person could be me I guess. Who knows? This is all just mumbojumbo I guess.
I don't even know if any of that whole blog made sense to anyone, but it's what I was feeling. I still don't know what I am going to do with my life, but I'll learn. I'll figure it out someday. No need losing sleep over it.
So with that, Goodnight.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Secondary
Just got back from Connecticut and seeing Chelsea. Amazing.
Watching Top Model. Not yet decided on these girls. Kinda sad that Twiggy isn't on it anymore.
Not to much to type about. Not feeling too hot, after taking cab back to apt from Grand Central, kinda car-sick.
Can not wait to see who wins Project Runway. I hope it's Christian, but if it's not it better be Jillian.
Yeah thats about it.
Watching Top Model. Not yet decided on these girls. Kinda sad that Twiggy isn't on it anymore.
Not to much to type about. Not feeling too hot, after taking cab back to apt from Grand Central, kinda car-sick.
Can not wait to see who wins Project Runway. I hope it's Christian, but if it's not it better be Jillian.
Yeah thats about it.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Premiere
I have not "blogged" in like forever so here I go.
Um, so. Today is Tuesday February 26th, 2008. Let's see how long this lasts. I am sitting here creating this new blog and I go to myself, I need a better name than just "Blog" (which was the name of my last ill-fated blog) so I start thinking and suddenly BAM! "DIARIES OF A CRACK WHORE" pops into my head. I don't know why but it was the first thing I thought of. Who knows. I will probably come up with a way better name than that.
I just now thought of doing something with the title having to do with me being Bohemian and I went French but then I realized that if I said "La Vie Boheme" everyone who read this would think I am some sort of Rent-head. But I am not....anymore.
I just got back from Philly and at 2pm will be heading up to Connecticut to see my love Chelsea Brown. I hadn't seen her in three years prior to this past December so it is still unreal that she moved back up North and I will be seeing her again. Hopefully this meeting of the two of us will happen a lot. Cause she is like probably the best person you will ever meet. Seriously. Like for reals.
What else is new? Hm. Uhhhhhh. I doubt anyone will actually read this. So why I am even making it? Who knows? I guess so that in a few years, if I still remember my log in, I can go back and read it and remind myself about my life.
I guess that is all for now.
Oh any new suggestions for my blog name will be greatly appreciated.
Um, so. Today is Tuesday February 26th, 2008. Let's see how long this lasts. I am sitting here creating this new blog and I go to myself, I need a better name than just "Blog" (which was the name of my last ill-fated blog) so I start thinking and suddenly BAM! "DIARIES OF A CRACK WHORE" pops into my head. I don't know why but it was the first thing I thought of. Who knows. I will probably come up with a way better name than that.
I just now thought of doing something with the title having to do with me being Bohemian and I went French but then I realized that if I said "La Vie Boheme" everyone who read this would think I am some sort of Rent-head. But I am not....anymore.
I just got back from Philly and at 2pm will be heading up to Connecticut to see my love Chelsea Brown. I hadn't seen her in three years prior to this past December so it is still unreal that she moved back up North and I will be seeing her again. Hopefully this meeting of the two of us will happen a lot. Cause she is like probably the best person you will ever meet. Seriously. Like for reals.
What else is new? Hm. Uhhhhhh. I doubt anyone will actually read this. So why I am even making it? Who knows? I guess so that in a few years, if I still remember my log in, I can go back and read it and remind myself about my life.
I guess that is all for now.
Oh any new suggestions for my blog name will be greatly appreciated.
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