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So it's been a while, I guess, by my blogging standards anyway. I'm sorry for the hiatus, but I've been without internet access. Technically, I should not have it now, but I'm using my own internet account and the roommates telephone line but she's not here and has no answering machine so she won't be missing calls or anything, and it's a local call....
The move went well thanks to my well-loved friends, though I've been completely freaked out about the apartment. Not everything is what I thought it would be, as is often the case, though I'm slowly working on changing the things that I need changed, and adapting the place to my own way of life. For instance, I brought in three lamps, and it's still a bit on the dark side. But I'm getting more comfortable and loving being in this neighborhood and walking to work every day.
Last night I met a boy I really like, but I probably shouldn't even be mentioning it yet. I don't know where it's going to go, at all, but we're supposed to hang out soon, and there's nothing about him that makes me feel like I'm compromising myself and my expectations of a guy... I feel like every other guy I've met recently I've just sort of gone along with because they don't turn me off on all counts. But this guy... he gets a thumbs up in every category, so far. Let's just see if we actually make contact again. Fingers crossed. It was just cool, because I was feeling low, and thinking about getting my cards read, and while Michelle and I waited for the soothsayer to finish with another "client", we walked by this bar and the rest is history...
I've still been feeling lonely lately. Very.
Oh, and I ran into my friend Grace from college today on my way to work, which is amazing, because she graduated two years ago and the last I knew she was living in France, but then I heard bits and pieces about her living in Cambridge, but anyway, she is awesome and she comes into the city sometimes and we might hang out some time if we call each other, and she was always so supportive. Once, I literally bawled to her about my social anxiety and how I hate people and how college wasn't working for me, and she told me about how when I turned 21, I could go to bars and everything would be better, which was so true. Best reassurance I'd ever received.
Found out I can get a cat or a dog in the apartment if I want. That is just amazing. Would it be deprived in such a dark apartment though? I wouldn't want to unknowingly abuse the poor thing. A puppy would be so nice.
Also, bought a pack of cigarettes. Wandering the lower east side to be around people without a cigarette in my hand just felt wrong. It's an excuse to leave the apartment every now and then if I'm feeling stuck, and it leads to talking to others, and it calms the nerves... all things I could use. It also leads to lung disease.
The move went well thanks to my well-loved friends, though I've been completely freaked out about the apartment. Not everything is what I thought it would be, as is often the case, though I'm slowly working on changing the things that I need changed, and adapting the place to my own way of life. For instance, I brought in three lamps, and it's still a bit on the dark side. But I'm getting more comfortable and loving being in this neighborhood and walking to work every day.
Last night I met a boy I really like, but I probably shouldn't even be mentioning it yet. I don't know where it's going to go, at all, but we're supposed to hang out soon, and there's nothing about him that makes me feel like I'm compromising myself and my expectations of a guy... I feel like every other guy I've met recently I've just sort of gone along with because they don't turn me off on all counts. But this guy... he gets a thumbs up in every category, so far. Let's just see if we actually make contact again. Fingers crossed. It was just cool, because I was feeling low, and thinking about getting my cards read, and while Michelle and I waited for the soothsayer to finish with another "client", we walked by this bar and the rest is history...
I've still been feeling lonely lately. Very.
Oh, and I ran into my friend Grace from college today on my way to work, which is amazing, because she graduated two years ago and the last I knew she was living in France, but then I heard bits and pieces about her living in Cambridge, but anyway, she is awesome and she comes into the city sometimes and we might hang out some time if we call each other, and she was always so supportive. Once, I literally bawled to her about my social anxiety and how I hate people and how college wasn't working for me, and she told me about how when I turned 21, I could go to bars and everything would be better, which was so true. Best reassurance I'd ever received.
Found out I can get a cat or a dog in the apartment if I want. That is just amazing. Would it be deprived in such a dark apartment though? I wouldn't want to unknowingly abuse the poor thing. A puppy would be so nice.
Also, bought a pack of cigarettes. Wandering the lower east side to be around people without a cigarette in my hand just felt wrong. It's an excuse to leave the apartment every now and then if I'm feeling stuck, and it leads to talking to others, and it calms the nerves... all things I could use. It also leads to lung disease.