Day #Fo'

Goooood evenin',

Not much to report today. I woke up, went to work, worked and then got food and came home. The only part of the day worth mentioning is lunch, which came at a late 3 o'clock. I ate breakfast around 9, so not eating lunch until 3, especially considering I non-stop move when I'm at work, was rough. Looking at my sandwich and apple, I knew I needed more. So I stopped in a place that looked as if it might have baked goods, and lemme tell you my sugar sense is better than ever. All kinds of desserts, including 10 different kinds of specialty cupcakes that were bigger than my palm were staring at me through the case, begging me to crush one and then have a sugar crash. You all know how I aim to please. So I got the German Chocolate cupcake. HAPPINESS IN A WRAPPER. It was so fantastic and half-way through I thought "I should take a picture and put it on my attempt of a blog," so here you are:

(Side note, yeeuhhhh, my camera is working! )

Mean, right? Sorry, I had to. Considering how late I ate lunch, I wasn't so hungry that I felt compelled to go immediately back to my apartment so I went to SOHO instead. I had to pick up an item down there today for work and passed this table that had the coolest stuff. So I wanted to go back and see how much everything was and, although it was priced pretty well, I didn't get anything. But I stayed around and shopped at a few other stores. Even having gone made me feel a little less lame and making it there and back without getting lost or taking the wrong subway just made me proud. There is hope people. On my way back I stopped and got a Gyros (When I said, "may I have a Gyros (pronounced year-oh), the guy laughed and said, "you mean a jy-row?" OK, sir. You are fortunate that I was just hungry enough to let it go and not so hungry that I was mean and would've viciously pointed out how you shouldn't ignorantly, and stupidly, mock people. Know your facts before you try to make corrections, nnnnn-okkkkaaaay?) It was delicious though, so I forgive him.

That's about all. I have a massive headache and just took some Tylenol PM so I'm hopefully about to pass out.

LOVE.

Day #3--First Celeb sighting and I am employed!

So it's way later than I'd like to be up, but a lot of great things happened today so I had to share (even though I'm under the impression I am the only one who checks this site. Whatevs.). Early this morning (again, read:11) I walked around Central Park, got a bit lost, but ended up back on identifiable streets. While strolling along, I saw trailers for Curb Your Enthusiasm, which they most certainly did. I was tempted to stalk outside, waiting for Larry David or Vivica Fox to make a debut, but alas, I'm only that creepy online. So, on my way home I saw a big fuss around a few tables in the outside area of a restaurant, and who do I see but Larry David filming the show! Snapped a pic on my phone's mediocre camera and am saving it for life. Dad says he's not famous, but he created Seinfeld so he clearly is worth freaking out about.

Next big news: Got a job! All those random applications from yesterday paid off very quickly, and I interviewed for a baby-sitting gig at 2. We met in a local bakery (Buttercup Bake Shop--how cute, right?), which cued me in on the bliss that was about to take place. The woman was nice and she and her husband are from Dublin, Ohio! She went to Miami and knows OU and lives 1/3 of a mile from me now! Seriously, I'm in a place devoted to sugar, with someone from Ohio, who wants to pay me to watch her kids when I have nothing better to do most of the week anyway. Amazing.

She asked me to babysit tonight as a trial and the kids are unbelievably adorable. They are so funny and sweet, I love them. The older of the two, a girl, who is 4 and 3/4, was upset with me when I put her to bed because, obviously, she didn't want to go to bed. So sweet talked me into fifteen more minutes, but otherwise I think it was great and as long as she gives her dad glowing reviews I'll have a consistent gig. Before I left, he paid me and said "We midwesterners have to stick together," and then the heavens parted and God yelled down, "You're welcome." It was a crazy. moment really, haha. Forreal though, I'm pumped about it and so are they, so maybe I won't be starving in this town after all!

LOVE

Day # 2

While everyone else I know here from school (read: four people) had work today, I was left with a lot of free time on my hands. I had to go grocery shopping, so around 11 I finally convinced myself that food was worth leaving the air-conditioning and I shopped around. The grocery stores within a block of my apartment are mostly over-priced and all randomly run by Hispanics, including the fruit and veggie carts. But, ten blocks down, all are moderately priced and (randomly) run by Asians. I'm making no judgments, just noticing. Weird, right?

After an initial grocery run, on which I picked up sugar snap peas, apples, overly ripe grapes (The cart did me wrong, but now they are frozen and consequently delicious!), pasta--I know this is uninteresting but the list has a purpose--cereal, and roasted garlic humus. Many of my friends have suggested I try humus, that I'm the type who would like it. Not sure what that means, but it was under 4 dollars and was infused with roasted garlic so I figured it'd be OK. I was very wrong. It is AMAZING. A humus-obsession has taken over and it is essentially all I've eaten today, save the last of my family-sized bag of M&Ms and the aforementioned frozen grapes. Obsessed.

After consuming what is surely an unhealthy amount of garlic flavored humus and carrots, I decided that I should again leave the AC again (and the humus) because, although I pay a lot to have my room, the city is surely more interesting than my 5 x 5. So I figured I'd go to Urban Outfitters. It's about 20 blocks down, which was the perfect way to get to know the neighborhood. Tons of sushi, bars and thrift stores litter every street. And despite the fact that most of the dwellers around here seem to be young families, I think this neighborhood will suit me just fine. And I found the asian grocery stores that have basic needs for pretty decent prices.

When I got back I applied to about 20 part time jobs and internships, so fingers crossed I will hear back in the next few days (Do a Becky-needs-some-cash-flow-dance for me, puh-lease!). Momentarily, I'm picking out work outfits and listening to Savage Garden, Backstreet and El(l?)iot Smith. Quality. And not as bad of a mix as you might think.

One thing I miss about Athens: the stars. I knew I would though. I'm so glad Kelsey and I star-gazed before I left. I guess the city has too many other lights for it to be fair for us to get the stars too. Anyhoo, wrote out an itinerary for tomorrow so hopefully it's fun and not so depressingly hot.

I wanted to put up pics of my pathetically small space and of the bruises that come with having so much furniture crammed into a space lived in by a clumsy girl, but my camera is not getting along with my computer apparently. When they make up I'll post pictures.

Night all

First week here

Yo, yo everyone. I have officially survived my first weekend in the city. OK, so most of it was spend on Long Island, but I spent the past 15 hours here, so let's just round up.

Last week I started my internship and lemme tell you, it was quite a beginning. My mom took the train into the city with me and dropped me off at work, pre-school style. I didn't let her take pictures, as she did when I was four, despite her begging-- but I was happy that she was there. Walking into that building seemed surreal, like I was going in to interview all over again. But past the elevator ride, the experience was completely different. Before I went in, I told my mom that I was nervous they'd send me on a run to pick something up. We both agreed that would be ludicrous and they'd be risking their reputation by sending me out into the city. They, however, didn't think so, which was simultaneously flattering and terrifying. In all fairness, I didn't put "very talented at getting lost" on my resume, so I can't blame them for not assuming. After a ten minute welcome-to-the-office, I was sent out to Michael Kors to pick up a few things and was sent to six other places throughout the day. I got lost at least fifteen times and had to ask more people than that for help. For the record, I'd like to kill the misconception that New Yorkers are rude; they may be blunt but they are so helpful and sweet. Everyone I asked, including the English tourists!--pointed me in the right direction and more than one person walked me to the subway. No shame. (Except about the way I looked, which was drenched in sweat and super frizzy. Humidity and I are currently fighting. Sadly, I think we all know who's winnin' that battle.)

Either way, those three days were exhausting but I learned a lot (for example, the D-train will always lead me to Harlem. As soon as I got on that train today it was clear that I wasn't meant to be there; hardcore one-of-these-things-is-not-like-the-other. Great graffiti though, really.)

Today was my first day here without having to work or being with my family. I decided to walk along Central Park and then go shopping. Yet another learning experience: shopping alone with such low funds is depressing. This is really not difficult to guess, so I have no idea why I still thought it was a good idea. That's kind of been the theme of my life for the past few weeks... At least I'm consistent!

I just finished watching A Cinderella Story (I will always love Hil Duff, no matter how poor the acting or sappy the story line.) And now I'm reading and watching Khloe and Kourtney Take Miami. New episode; that's what's up. Tomorrow I'll try to have a real adventure or make one up so that you'll actually want to read this thing. No more adventures in Harlem though, I think my time there has come to an end!

Good night, guys! Miss you all.