Moving on up (up island that is)
I haven't been very good at posting as of late (and by "as of late" I mean the past two months). I plan to post, but then I come home and I'm tired and my room is a mess and then Daniel calls to see if I can come in. I haven't worked that much at Fishbar, but I swear every time I've decided, come hell or high water, that I will clean my room and finally let my friends know what's going on, Daniel needs me. So far I've been a dishwasher, a busperson, and just once, a waitress (I only had two tables). Anyway, now I'm having a sudden allergy attack, which means I'm not going to post much. Blah!
The important thing is that I now have an apartment in Brooklyn. We got it last Friday and I'm going in tomorrow morning to do some more unpacking. Scott has been bring stuff there all week. It's totally awesome. Come visit. I'll tell you more when I'm not sneezing.
The important thing is that I now have an apartment in Brooklyn. We got it last Friday and I'm going in tomorrow morning to do some more unpacking. Scott has been bring stuff there all week. It's totally awesome. Come visit. I'll tell you more when I'm not sneezing.