what's barely underneath
it's been awhile, no? i don't think i've updated at least since i've been in new york, which is a week as of today. a week. benj's parents, both of whom immigrated to the city, told me with some sympathy that it will probably take me a month to adjust. getting definite numbers from people, even if they just make them up, still makes me feel better. okay, a month: i can deal with that.
i start work on the 30th and school some time thereafter. benj, on the other hand, starts tomorrow. he's a big ball of nervous energy, only stretched out into the form of gumby.
our room is coming together. eclectic furniture: new york donated the mattress & the absurdly unfunctional bookcase; his stepmom found us a dresser at a new jersey turnpike rest stop; our bedside table is my playskool-ish drawer set that spent the years between kindergarten and the move to new york languishing in a closet. we haven't worked up the courage to install the air conditioner i bought from echomelpomene yet because people keep giving us dire warnings about how you could do it wrong and it could slip out, fall four stories, and kill some old woman's dog a la fish called wanda.
i also, as you could probably tell from the above, haven't quite begun to feel at home here. i've done a lot of walking to try to get acclimated to my area, & i'm sure i'll be appropriately awed by the coolness and convenience of 2nd avenue as soon as i trade my Haze of Befuddlement in for a "New Yorker, Bitch -- Stand Back" force field.
which reminds me that i read vapid_emop's description of me and didn't recognize myself. self-assured? put together? whut? i still feel like a little girl. i certainly blush like one. (aside from the fact that she said she wasn't sure if i liked her. paige! of course i like you! you're the coolest frosh i've met who wasn't related by blood to a senior, & you're all sane and funny and well-adjusted. everybody likes you, silly.) this is where my insecurities about living here enter in. i'm not sure i'm ready, maturity-wise, ability-wise, and a pedicure's not going to work the magic to change that.
but i have another week to adjust before work starts and then i'll be halfway through the requisite month. we'll see where i am then.
i start work on the 30th and school some time thereafter. benj, on the other hand, starts tomorrow. he's a big ball of nervous energy, only stretched out into the form of gumby.
our room is coming together. eclectic furniture: new york donated the mattress & the absurdly unfunctional bookcase; his stepmom found us a dresser at a new jersey turnpike rest stop; our bedside table is my playskool-ish drawer set that spent the years between kindergarten and the move to new york languishing in a closet. we haven't worked up the courage to install the air conditioner i bought from echomelpomene yet because people keep giving us dire warnings about how you could do it wrong and it could slip out, fall four stories, and kill some old woman's dog a la fish called wanda.
i also, as you could probably tell from the above, haven't quite begun to feel at home here. i've done a lot of walking to try to get acclimated to my area, & i'm sure i'll be appropriately awed by the coolness and convenience of 2nd avenue as soon as i trade my Haze of Befuddlement in for a "New Yorker, Bitch -- Stand Back" force field.
which reminds me that i read vapid_emop's description of me and didn't recognize myself. self-assured? put together? whut? i still feel like a little girl. i certainly blush like one. (aside from the fact that she said she wasn't sure if i liked her. paige! of course i like you! you're the coolest frosh i've met who wasn't related by blood to a senior, & you're all sane and funny and well-adjusted. everybody likes you, silly.) this is where my insecurities about living here enter in. i'm not sure i'm ready, maturity-wise, ability-wise, and a pedicure's not going to work the magic to change that.
but i have another week to adjust before work starts and then i'll be halfway through the requisite month. we'll see where i am then.