what am I trying to say
It’s official. I now reside in New York City.
It’s a bit disenchanting. My brother was with me until Monday and late Sunday night he and I and Bondi walked up and down the fucking east side and found nothing to do, how nostalgic of Jacksonville. Midtown is hell. There are a lot of good shows coming up but not as many as I expected for May and June but that’s quite alright seeing as my funds are not endless.
I have two roommates that I never really cross paths with. I have one psycho pest (lets keep our fingers crossed that this does not escalate to stalker) and not enough friends to count on one hand. Bondi is here for the summer which is awesome because he is always down for whatever, though him being under 21 kind of cuts into our potential fun. He is going to Chicago in the fall and has a little bit of relationship baggage but he handles it quite gracefully, or so it seems. Jay, the darling attorney, who could have it but just isn’t aggressive enough with me. Zac is out on tour and should be back around my birthday, maybe that will be a gift though every day I seem less and less interested. Then of course Ben… Late night, last minute. I don’t know. I like him, lotsa lots but I find myself being off Standish or bitchy when we are just hanging out. It’s on when its sex and if it’s just us then we snuggle like ridiculous, and sleep tangled up in each other’s limbs, sounds uncomfortable and it is but it’s addictive. How does all this happen?
Bondi and I did hang out last night, we ate mediocre Thai food in Queens and then went to a hookah lounge in East Village. Tonight we went to see Angels & Demons and we were going to go to Crash Mansion for Bootie but he got called back into work. My roommates are having a party-ish thing but they are all couples except Rachel and I and I feel like I am being watched by these other girls as if I pose a threat and Rachel is in oblivion high/wasted whatever. I find myself attracted to her in a way that’s just hard to explain.
I am trying to con Ben into watching a movie with me. It would mean I had to go back up to Tribeca by train because he isn’t coming here and I don’t really want him here anyway. I think it’s going to take a little more effort than I am giving it at the moment so I guess I’ll end on this note and get to that though I almost just as well would be down with waiting until tomorrow to hang out. Though that’s a gamble… and I am rambling. Off I go…
It’s a bit disenchanting. My brother was with me until Monday and late Sunday night he and I and Bondi walked up and down the fucking east side and found nothing to do, how nostalgic of Jacksonville. Midtown is hell. There are a lot of good shows coming up but not as many as I expected for May and June but that’s quite alright seeing as my funds are not endless.
I have two roommates that I never really cross paths with. I have one psycho pest (lets keep our fingers crossed that this does not escalate to stalker) and not enough friends to count on one hand. Bondi is here for the summer which is awesome because he is always down for whatever, though him being under 21 kind of cuts into our potential fun. He is going to Chicago in the fall and has a little bit of relationship baggage but he handles it quite gracefully, or so it seems. Jay, the darling attorney, who could have it but just isn’t aggressive enough with me. Zac is out on tour and should be back around my birthday, maybe that will be a gift though every day I seem less and less interested. Then of course Ben… Late night, last minute. I don’t know. I like him, lotsa lots but I find myself being off Standish or bitchy when we are just hanging out. It’s on when its sex and if it’s just us then we snuggle like ridiculous, and sleep tangled up in each other’s limbs, sounds uncomfortable and it is but it’s addictive. How does all this happen?
Bondi and I did hang out last night, we ate mediocre Thai food in Queens and then went to a hookah lounge in East Village. Tonight we went to see Angels & Demons and we were going to go to Crash Mansion for Bootie but he got called back into work. My roommates are having a party-ish thing but they are all couples except Rachel and I and I feel like I am being watched by these other girls as if I pose a threat and Rachel is in oblivion high/wasted whatever. I find myself attracted to her in a way that’s just hard to explain.
I am trying to con Ben into watching a movie with me. It would mean I had to go back up to Tribeca by train because he isn’t coming here and I don’t really want him here anyway. I think it’s going to take a little more effort than I am giving it at the moment so I guess I’ll end on this note and get to that though I almost just as well would be down with waiting until tomorrow to hang out. Though that’s a gamble… and I am rambling. Off I go…