emersion techniques
day light savings time saved my life was the alternate title for this post.
is it time? the past weeks have been hinting at spring, but i refuse to believe that this little warm front constitutes the full blown flowering of new york. call me debbie downer if you want, but the past few months have been some of the most demanding i've ever experienced, leaving me useless and apathetic. sure, it was fashion week, for a month and a half. when you never leave your office, how can you enjoy it? yeah, i went to a party or two, which is a lot compared to my last couple of seasons, i met a famous tranny who was on the cover of french vogue (2 points if you can guess). yeah, i got a raise, which finally just paid off my hospital bills from december. but all in all, i've been stewing in my own juices over here.
hold out hold out hold out. vacation in less than a month. its a toss up between antiquing in the midwest and hiding out in new york. i don't think i've had a week of free time, other than the holidays, in the city since we moved here. but having hope for future joys doesn't make you get up in the morning. days go by, and soon it will come, but i could use some daily motivation. and the weekend binges aren't doing much to keep me motivated.
for the first time in many moons i browsed the apartments on craigslist this morning. even though we've talked about staying here at least another year. just, you know, to spend some time paying "cheap" rent before we move up in the world. and compared to what's listed, we're making a killing. another window or two would be nice though. and to live on the other side of BQE.
blah blah blah, this journal is pretty useless these days (years?). i swear not to give it up.
and this is why don't call people back, because i really have nothing interesting to say.
is it time? the past weeks have been hinting at spring, but i refuse to believe that this little warm front constitutes the full blown flowering of new york. call me debbie downer if you want, but the past few months have been some of the most demanding i've ever experienced, leaving me useless and apathetic. sure, it was fashion week, for a month and a half. when you never leave your office, how can you enjoy it? yeah, i went to a party or two, which is a lot compared to my last couple of seasons, i met a famous tranny who was on the cover of french vogue (2 points if you can guess). yeah, i got a raise, which finally just paid off my hospital bills from december. but all in all, i've been stewing in my own juices over here.
hold out hold out hold out. vacation in less than a month. its a toss up between antiquing in the midwest and hiding out in new york. i don't think i've had a week of free time, other than the holidays, in the city since we moved here. but having hope for future joys doesn't make you get up in the morning. days go by, and soon it will come, but i could use some daily motivation. and the weekend binges aren't doing much to keep me motivated.
for the first time in many moons i browsed the apartments on craigslist this morning. even though we've talked about staying here at least another year. just, you know, to spend some time paying "cheap" rent before we move up in the world. and compared to what's listed, we're making a killing. another window or two would be nice though. and to live on the other side of BQE.
blah blah blah, this journal is pretty useless these days (years?). i swear not to give it up.
and this is why don't call people back, because i really have nothing interesting to say.