Wrote this on the plane today......so tiiiiired.
The last week has been all kinds of insane. As might have been gathered from previous posts, I didn’t have much time for all the things that inevitably should have happened. A week ago, as I had just finished work and hesitantly decided to think about heading off to New York, I was still very detached from the idea (not to mention the logistics) of this move. It didn’t start setting in all week, and I’m not too certain it has yet, even though I’m typing this entry while sitting in seat 8F on an Alaskan Airlines from Seattle to Newark.
Had I the time last week, I think there might have been some entries in this journal relating to my deepening fear of school and all that shit. That’s not very interesting; so we’ll leave it at that, non? I did have a lot of fun, though three straight nights of partying were a bit ridiculous. Twas a beautiful wedding-Eric gave a fantastic speech.
Subsequently, my brother and I have decided to get an apartment together in New York, provided he can get out of his lease. This means more room, though it is Manhattan, after all-as someone once told me, “I’d live in a closet if it meant living in New York.” (Yeah, you.)
We’re arriving in the city this evening sometime around 6:00-we, of course, being my parents and myself. Eric took the Red-Eye last night late, so he’s already back in the city.
Tomorrow I’m going to be harassing a whole bunch of landlords and whatnot. Should be fun. I have a feeling this week is going to deplete me of any and all energy. If-and that’s one huge fucking ‘if’-we find an apartment within the first few days, then the next days will be just as tiresome with buying furniture and getting all setup. But, with all this stress comes one realization (I think it just hit), I’m moving to New York!
Yay.
Had I the time last week, I think there might have been some entries in this journal relating to my deepening fear of school and all that shit. That’s not very interesting; so we’ll leave it at that, non? I did have a lot of fun, though three straight nights of partying were a bit ridiculous. Twas a beautiful wedding-Eric gave a fantastic speech.
Subsequently, my brother and I have decided to get an apartment together in New York, provided he can get out of his lease. This means more room, though it is Manhattan, after all-as someone once told me, “I’d live in a closet if it meant living in New York.” (Yeah, you.)
We’re arriving in the city this evening sometime around 6:00-we, of course, being my parents and myself. Eric took the Red-Eye last night late, so he’s already back in the city.
Tomorrow I’m going to be harassing a whole bunch of landlords and whatnot. Should be fun. I have a feeling this week is going to deplete me of any and all energy. If-and that’s one huge fucking ‘if’-we find an apartment within the first few days, then the next days will be just as tiresome with buying furniture and getting all setup. But, with all this stress comes one realization (I think it just hit), I’m moving to New York!
Yay.