likecrimsontears: so i spent the day looking up sex offenders in my neighborhood
(at least i didn't have to do that)
i am rotting away in this apartment, with broken air conditioning and a family that, as nice as they are, i never asked for. i am so done with this 'we don't have a daugther so we'll adopt you for the summer.'
okay, i shouldn't be so bitter. i have spent absolutely no money of my own today and had coffee, breakfast, admission to the Dada exhibit at MOMA, lunch at the museum, and homemade crabcakes for dinner. but seriously, despite the free shit...
the seventeen year old (refer to: previous entries) is fucking driving me out of my mind. the parents, okay, i can deal with. but this kid has no social skills, is spoiled as hell, and has no real manners. i feel like i need to eat as fast as i can because if i don't, all of the crabcakes and mango salsa will disappear while i'm working on my salad.
lord.
did. not. sign. up. for. this. shit.
but! i have an interview at a temp agency tomorrow, and, if i don't like that, at a new espresso bar on wednesday. i'm volunteering to read to little kids at the harlem library again tomorrow night, hopefully will be going to new jersey sometime this week to beach it with jackie, and devi is finally making her manhattan appearance this weekend and staying with me.
aaaand my trip to boston is tentatively/definitely scheduled for the weekend of july 8.
i'm still lonely, i haven't had a cigarette since noon yesterday, and i really really want a beer (or twelve).
my dreams have been awful lately - that my apartment sinks into the soil, that the boy breaks up with me, something really bad about my job that i can't remember.. ugh. i'm so sick of not sleeping well. i need to get over the asshole executive who gave me shit about the location of my apartment.
i. will. not. get. murdered. next. year.
rescue me from the family. i am going to go insane before they leave on friday...
i am rotting away in this apartment, with broken air conditioning and a family that, as nice as they are, i never asked for. i am so done with this 'we don't have a daugther so we'll adopt you for the summer.'
okay, i shouldn't be so bitter. i have spent absolutely no money of my own today and had coffee, breakfast, admission to the Dada exhibit at MOMA, lunch at the museum, and homemade crabcakes for dinner. but seriously, despite the free shit...
the seventeen year old (refer to: previous entries) is fucking driving me out of my mind. the parents, okay, i can deal with. but this kid has no social skills, is spoiled as hell, and has no real manners. i feel like i need to eat as fast as i can because if i don't, all of the crabcakes and mango salsa will disappear while i'm working on my salad.
lord.
did. not. sign. up. for. this. shit.
but! i have an interview at a temp agency tomorrow, and, if i don't like that, at a new espresso bar on wednesday. i'm volunteering to read to little kids at the harlem library again tomorrow night, hopefully will be going to new jersey sometime this week to beach it with jackie, and devi is finally making her manhattan appearance this weekend and staying with me.
aaaand my trip to boston is tentatively/definitely scheduled for the weekend of july 8.
i'm still lonely, i haven't had a cigarette since noon yesterday, and i really really want a beer (or twelve).
my dreams have been awful lately - that my apartment sinks into the soil, that the boy breaks up with me, something really bad about my job that i can't remember.. ugh. i'm so sick of not sleeping well. i need to get over the asshole executive who gave me shit about the location of my apartment.
i. will. not. get. murdered. next. year.
rescue me from the family. i am going to go insane before they leave on friday...