Journey
Greetings Fans of the Mike Romanowski Experience,
Lack of journal writing can be explained in a few complex words: I'm moving. Ad I've been working a lot. And if not either of those, than just playing video games, most of the time with Tom. Damn those Nazis and their Tigers! Grrrr.
Anyway, I'm moving. Last I wrote I said I was going to be homeless but fate took a shine towards me and decided to bless me with a uber awesome place on the corner of Steinway and 21st. This place has a really expensive living room which I wish I could explain in more detail, but you'd just have to see it for yourself. And aside from the Million Dollar Living Room, there is of course my room which has...windows! Believe me, you may think windows are lame and you could live without it, but after a few months and your family wondering why you look so white, you'd come to realize that windows are somewhat important. Anyway, this room is also huge which means I can bring down my bookcase and have my books close to me and give my room more definition.
I wish my arms had more definition. :(
The roommies are so bleeping cool. Never in my apartment searching career had I had so much fun looking at an apartment than I did with theirs. Even if I wasn't to have gotten the apartment, I would still have loved to hang out with them from time to time. I'll be living with two girls, Erica and Lauren, manly man Steve, and Martini the Dog. I haven't met the last one yet but I hope we hit it off well and he doesn't hump my leg. Or pee on me.
Work is going ok. I've gotten to know my coworkers more as days go by. I even went to a bday party for one of my coworkers, Preston, last night. It was the first time playing beer pong in NYC. It could have been a better experience. My teammate Peter and I tried to destroy the start of Preston and his girlfriend Shyra's dynasty. I sunk in 7 cups, Peter: 0. I blame this not on him, but on the fact that we were playing under regulation size. Seriously, the game was set up for midgets. Next time, Preston. Next time...
I have no wii, but I've played and it was good. I have no Guitar Hero, but I've played it and it too was good. What I am playing is Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. I know, I know. The game came out years ago. I have to be in the now, but since recently acquiring the ps2, I have to catch up on all the oldies first. When I play with Tom, we play Call of Duty 3 (hence the cursing out to the Nazis). Good times, if not frustrating that a few hits from the MG's will kill you. So unlike real life. Grrr.
I mentioned before about an online webisode that people should check out. It's called We Need Girlfriends. Funny, funny shit and everyone should see it. What's more amazing is that the cast/director/producer/whoever checked out my myspace and read a blog in which I wrote about them and commented! Then they also said that Ryan Reynolds AND Deadpool are awesome. This is like if Brand New read the same blog and commented, saying "thanks for the good words on our new cd. Also, romantic comedies rock my socks." Exactly like that. Anyway, this is the blog titled "Squirrel" in which this all happened. The website again is www.myspace.com/we_need_girlfriends
Anyway, more going on in my life, but for now I must sleep and get ready to move tomorrow. Night!
Lack of journal writing can be explained in a few complex words: I'm moving. Ad I've been working a lot. And if not either of those, than just playing video games, most of the time with Tom. Damn those Nazis and their Tigers! Grrrr.
Anyway, I'm moving. Last I wrote I said I was going to be homeless but fate took a shine towards me and decided to bless me with a uber awesome place on the corner of Steinway and 21st. This place has a really expensive living room which I wish I could explain in more detail, but you'd just have to see it for yourself. And aside from the Million Dollar Living Room, there is of course my room which has...windows! Believe me, you may think windows are lame and you could live without it, but after a few months and your family wondering why you look so white, you'd come to realize that windows are somewhat important. Anyway, this room is also huge which means I can bring down my bookcase and have my books close to me and give my room more definition.
I wish my arms had more definition. :(
The roommies are so bleeping cool. Never in my apartment searching career had I had so much fun looking at an apartment than I did with theirs. Even if I wasn't to have gotten the apartment, I would still have loved to hang out with them from time to time. I'll be living with two girls, Erica and Lauren, manly man Steve, and Martini the Dog. I haven't met the last one yet but I hope we hit it off well and he doesn't hump my leg. Or pee on me.
Work is going ok. I've gotten to know my coworkers more as days go by. I even went to a bday party for one of my coworkers, Preston, last night. It was the first time playing beer pong in NYC. It could have been a better experience. My teammate Peter and I tried to destroy the start of Preston and his girlfriend Shyra's dynasty. I sunk in 7 cups, Peter: 0. I blame this not on him, but on the fact that we were playing under regulation size. Seriously, the game was set up for midgets. Next time, Preston. Next time...
I have no wii, but I've played and it was good. I have no Guitar Hero, but I've played it and it too was good. What I am playing is Grand Theft Auto: Vice City. I know, I know. The game came out years ago. I have to be in the now, but since recently acquiring the ps2, I have to catch up on all the oldies first. When I play with Tom, we play Call of Duty 3 (hence the cursing out to the Nazis). Good times, if not frustrating that a few hits from the MG's will kill you. So unlike real life. Grrr.
I mentioned before about an online webisode that people should check out. It's called We Need Girlfriends. Funny, funny shit and everyone should see it. What's more amazing is that the cast/director/producer/whoever checked out my myspace and read a blog in which I wrote about them and commented! Then they also said that Ryan Reynolds AND Deadpool are awesome. This is like if Brand New read the same blog and commented, saying "thanks for the good words on our new cd. Also, romantic comedies rock my socks." Exactly like that. Anyway, this is the blog titled "Squirrel" in which this all happened. The website again is www.myspace.com/we_need_girlfriends
Anyway, more going on in my life, but for now I must sleep and get ready to move tomorrow. Night!