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So, fourth of July weekend again!
This weekend last year I was in DC but not yet living here, staying at the Hotel Rouge with Jimmy and Sara, apartment-hunting and drinking with equal fervor. I met The Bartender for the first time, which was all well and good in its time, but we know how that one ended... (for the best, obviously).
Hard to believe it was a year ago that we had all ventured here from various points on the continent to form some small new beginning (now already over for Sara, and nearly over for Jimmy, who is headed to Albany for law school in a month or so. i am sticking around, of course.).
This year was so, so much different. And awesome. And... yeah. Satisfying, very. Went down to Ft. Belvoir with Jian's sisters, brother-in-law and baby/toddler nephews (dsfkdjngdfg. cute. have i mentioned that they are cute?). Swung by the 'happiest place on earth' (Wegman's grocery store in Fairfax) to pick up picnic supplies and headed over to the base to eat and watch (actually really awesome) fireworks. We sat super close and the kids got really into it and climbed all over Jian and I during the show. Adorable. Didn't end up back in DC until after midnight at which point i promptly passed out (kids are actually sort of exhausting, who knew?).
Jian also got me these raddddd jeans, but in grey, not black. He also made me try on the most a.ma.zing. nice collective jacket that was sixty-five percent off. sixty. five. Which would make it "only" $200 a piece if we went halfsies on it... but I am so for-serious broke right now, I can't do it. :( And I should probably start... being more responsible with my money... -_- even though i would probably own that thing forever and ever and love it dearly. :P (and it would look so. hot. thrown over a dress.)
It is the one in the photo here: http://www.style.com/stylefile/2008/12/at-last-some-nice-collective-girls/
A.ma.zing. seriously. :(
But yeah. money. responsible. sigh.
I spoke to my ever-optimistic mother today, who told me I shouldn't work for a nonprofit because I will always be broke. And also that I will probably not be able to afford going abroad for grad school even if I get loans. The first of these is probably the truth. The second I will not comment on, because I need for it to not be true.
I told her that if I didn't go abroad next year I am planning on moving to Brooklyn and buying a vintage European motorcycle. She wasn't precisely encouraging, but she liked that better than my working for nonprofits or moving out of the States. Sigh.
Work tomorrow. Birthday Thursday. Moving into new apartment end of the month. So much packing and selling furniture and buying new furniture that will actually fit in a studio to do before then.
This weekend last year I was in DC but not yet living here, staying at the Hotel Rouge with Jimmy and Sara, apartment-hunting and drinking with equal fervor. I met The Bartender for the first time, which was all well and good in its time, but we know how that one ended... (for the best, obviously).
Hard to believe it was a year ago that we had all ventured here from various points on the continent to form some small new beginning (now already over for Sara, and nearly over for Jimmy, who is headed to Albany for law school in a month or so. i am sticking around, of course.).
This year was so, so much different. And awesome. And... yeah. Satisfying, very. Went down to Ft. Belvoir with Jian's sisters, brother-in-law and baby/toddler nephews (dsfkdjngdfg. cute. have i mentioned that they are cute?). Swung by the 'happiest place on earth' (Wegman's grocery store in Fairfax) to pick up picnic supplies and headed over to the base to eat and watch (actually really awesome) fireworks. We sat super close and the kids got really into it and climbed all over Jian and I during the show. Adorable. Didn't end up back in DC until after midnight at which point i promptly passed out (kids are actually sort of exhausting, who knew?).
Jian also got me these raddddd jeans, but in grey, not black. He also made me try on the most a.ma.zing. nice collective jacket that was sixty-five percent off. sixty. five. Which would make it "only" $200 a piece if we went halfsies on it... but I am so for-serious broke right now, I can't do it. :( And I should probably start... being more responsible with my money... -_- even though i would probably own that thing forever and ever and love it dearly. :P (and it would look so. hot. thrown over a dress.)
It is the one in the photo here: http://www.style.com/stylefile/2008/12/at-last-some-nice-collective-girls/
A.ma.zing. seriously. :(
But yeah. money. responsible. sigh.
I spoke to my ever-optimistic mother today, who told me I shouldn't work for a nonprofit because I will always be broke. And also that I will probably not be able to afford going abroad for grad school even if I get loans. The first of these is probably the truth. The second I will not comment on, because I need for it to not be true.
I told her that if I didn't go abroad next year I am planning on moving to Brooklyn and buying a vintage European motorcycle. She wasn't precisely encouraging, but she liked that better than my working for nonprofits or moving out of the States. Sigh.
Work tomorrow. Birthday Thursday. Moving into new apartment end of the month. So much packing and selling furniture and buying new furniture that will actually fit in a studio to do before then.