In need of a haircut and with my uncle's impending wedding as an excuse to splurge, I ventured to Dramatics NYC (2468 Broadway, between 91st and 92nd Streets) yesterday instead of the usual SuperCuts. My desire: a cute pixie cut with bangs, rather than the Drew Carey-like cuts I've been getting. I even requested a "master stylist," who -- so claims ( Read more... )

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I have this small jewelry satchel where I keep some of my less expensive but more emotionally valuable pieces. It's a costume-jewelry supplement to my "good" jewelry box. Today, because I haven't opened the purse in over a year and because I'm on a rid-my-life-of-excess kick (I threw away a third of my make-up the other day, which is basically an ( Read more... )

I want to gush for a minute and say that I have the best boyfriend in the world. I've been having a rough week anticipating the trial of my newly arrived BiPAP (an upcoming post in itself), so on Monday night, after he had worked all day and done his laundry, Aaron drove the 2.5 hours to my house to help me through my first night. (Un)fortunately, ( Read more... )

"I just want an interview." -- me, daily

This has been my mantra for the past three months. Throughout May and June my hopes were high as I applied like crazy to big and small publications at home and in NYC. July was far less productive, half because of weddings and vacations and half because of a loss of motivation. If I could only be granted an ( Read more... )

Our dog, Gretel, is having minor surgery tomorrow morning to drain a hematoma in her left ear flap, but judging by my mother's reaction, I'm more likely to believe that the dog is being put to sleep. Zachary found the water-balloon-like blister yesterday morning and brought it to the attention of my mother, who had the vet on the phone and a ( Read more... )

I returned home last night after a 10-day vacation that hit every high, low and frustration possible in a family trip. The aspects of the vacation that I had dreaded, however, actually turned out to be the most enjoyable, while the parts that I had anticipated resulted in irritation and physical and emotional drainage. Luckily I could recouperate ( Read more... )

The sleep study did not go as expected. First of all, I stayed the entire night -- 8:30 p.m. to 5:30 a.m. -- instead of failing and being home by midnight as I had planned. Secondly, I used the BiPAP/CPAP. Finally, I did not enjoy the new machine at all ( Read more... )

Despite the overall bleakness of the job hunt and the occasional loneliness, my days in Latrobe aren't too bad. I've been on an up-at-six down-at-nine schedule since week one, and while at times monotonous, I have always enjoyed routine -- much like a well-tempered toddler ( Read more... )

Last evening I had harped long enough, and my mother finally drove me to The Eyeglass Shoppe for new glasses. My eyes had been examined way back in March, so I actually could've ordered frames then had I not been such a dickweed and worn contact lenses to the appointment. But because I didn't, trying on prospective specs was pointless, as I couldn' ( Read more... )