Boring.
So, now I can't get the septum surgery during spring break, because I won't have enough time for recovery. They scheduled me for April 4th, but I have to go back to school by April 11th. So, now I have to wait til the end of May/beginning of June to get it. So, that's fun. Another 3 1/2 months of suffering, just what I wanted. NOT. I'm like... I can't find the word to describe my feelings right now... a combination of pissed off/used to it by now/not surprised/sad. Does such a word exist? Hmm.
I hung out with Dave last night, which was fun. We went to the moma cause it's free on Friday nights, but it was kind of boring. Then we went to Alice's teacup, but it was closed, which sucked. Then we went to a mexican restaurant that a coworker had recommended to me, but she didn't mention that it was pretty pricey, which sucked when we sat down and looked at the menu. But it was still pretty good. We had tamales, enchiladas, and some wild ass desserts- banana caramel crepes with CINNAMON ICE CREAM OMFGZ, and some sort of custard/chocolate cake little thingamaroo which was soooo delicious. So it was good eats, be it pricey or not. Then we came back to my apartment and stole music from each other, and watched a lot of Dmitri Martin who I LOVE.
Not really sure why I felt inclined to update. I don't have anything particularly interesting to say.
Oh, I'm trying to start an a capella group at Hunter, because I've always wanted to be in one. We'll see how that goes. Probably not very well, but I really want it to happen.
Tonight I am going to Dave & Buster's in Times Square (I never knew they had one! Righteous!) with Nicky, maybe his friend, and Phil Macaroni. I mean Riceroni. I mean.. wait.
OH and my room mate got a couch. I am so excited. I love couches. Now all I need is my Sega Genesis back, but that won't ever happen because my brother basically left it in the fiery pits of hell. God dammit.
I hung out with Dave last night, which was fun. We went to the moma cause it's free on Friday nights, but it was kind of boring. Then we went to Alice's teacup, but it was closed, which sucked. Then we went to a mexican restaurant that a coworker had recommended to me, but she didn't mention that it was pretty pricey, which sucked when we sat down and looked at the menu. But it was still pretty good. We had tamales, enchiladas, and some wild ass desserts- banana caramel crepes with CINNAMON ICE CREAM OMFGZ, and some sort of custard/chocolate cake little thingamaroo which was soooo delicious. So it was good eats, be it pricey or not. Then we came back to my apartment and stole music from each other, and watched a lot of Dmitri Martin who I LOVE.
Not really sure why I felt inclined to update. I don't have anything particularly interesting to say.
Oh, I'm trying to start an a capella group at Hunter, because I've always wanted to be in one. We'll see how that goes. Probably not very well, but I really want it to happen.
Tonight I am going to Dave & Buster's in Times Square (I never knew they had one! Righteous!) with Nicky, maybe his friend, and Phil Macaroni. I mean Riceroni. I mean.. wait.
OH and my room mate got a couch. I am so excited. I love couches. Now all I need is my Sega Genesis back, but that won't ever happen because my brother basically left it in the fiery pits of hell. God dammit.