Shifting.

Seems like my life is completely shifting and I'm so incredibly excited, but it's freaking me the hell out at the same time.
I finally got out of bum mode. I threw a portfolio together, hunted online for jobs, and sent my resume to probably 60 design firms in the city. After only three interviews, I landed what I hope will be an amazing job. I start in six days.

Recently, life has been speckled with living out of my car, staying home, staying at my aunts, searching for apartments online, baby sitting, monitering my bank and credit card accounts closely, and learning what "business casual" means.

I learned that a "friend of a friend" can still be a complete stranger, a douchebag, and not someone to trust.

Right, so this job I got- I help out a marketing team with creative visual presentations for pitching fragrances (my company's a fragrance manufacturer) to other large companies like DKNY, Lancome, Liz Claiborne, Baby Phat, Ralph Lauren, you name it. Should be fun. Fast-paced and lots of pressure, but fun. That's how I work best anyway, as long as I don't let it get me too stressed.

Hoping to be settled in an apartment with the boyfriend within the next 6 days so I can focus on my new job, but that's not looking so feasible, though I will try my best. We've narrowed ourselves down to Greenpoint, Astoria, and Long Island City.

And right now, I have to go wake up the adorable runt of a three-year old that I'm baby sitting so that we can go apple picking and drink apple cider and eat cider donuts because he's the best kid ever and this is my favorite time of year and this is a run-on sentence.

Wonderfulness

Went to the piers last week with my step-sister and some of her friends to watch La Bamba on the piers, but it got cancelled because it might rain. We went down anyway and had a picnic. As it turns out, it did rain, but it looked gorgeous right beforehand.



Over the weekend I went with my brother to my dad's house in Connecticut. It was loads and loads of fun. Duh. Crabbing, kayaking, fireworks, crab cakes, beaches.



Right, so fireworks. Apparently Foxwoods puts on this amazing display every year. I believe it clocks in as the second largest fireworks display in the country. I wonder who clocks in as number one. Macy's? It was awesome. Never seen anything like it.



Cruise this Thursday! 5 days, up in Canada.. Saint John I believe. Good times. I'm excited!

Mooore Catching Up

Last weekend my brother came down and we went to my cousin's 2nd birthday in Long Island, hit the beach, went to the MoMA, ate sushi, and walked around Central Park. All in a couple days. Funnnn times. It was good spending time with him, as we often kind of forget how much fun we have together.



We went to Jones Beach, of course. We knew the weather was going to be shitty, but we drove the hour out there anyway. It ended up being really gorgeous to be there. The sun wasn't out at all, but it was really warm and the cloudiness was actually really pretty paired with the emptiness of the beach.



Yes, this empty. My brother pointed out how gross it was that there were so many garbage cans. And you don't realize it until there are zero people on the beach.

On Monday we went to the MoMA, where I got to utilize my education proudly by pretty much boasting the little knowledge I had about some of the pieces (Did you know that most people believe Jasper Johns was secretly Robert Rauschenberg's lover?). And I got to point out the cigarette butts in Pollock's stuff. I don't know. I think he humored me and acted impressed. He acted well.



Afterward, the Boy pointed us toward a sushi place, which turned out to be amazing. I will definitely be returning. We walked around Central Park a bit and called it a day.

Catching Up

I went camping back in June at Peekamoose (yeah, that's really the name) with Brooke, Jesse, Jerry, and Megan. Brooke and I didn't get up there until around midnight and had to set up the tent in the dark. Okay, so the guys set up the tent. For the most part. It was gorgeous out and I was jealous that I didn't have such an amazing view of the stars every night. We went to a water hole nearby and contemplated jumping in. It was absolutely freezing, but Brooke jumped in anyway and almost put her body into shock. Fun times all around. I would love to go back again very soon. It was so peaceful out there.



So, now that I'm more settled in my place in Brooklyn, I don't mind taking pictures of it. The curtains really made a huge difference, with the preventing heat stroke and blindness and all. Facilitating sleep, and things of that nature. It's big. huge ceilings. Nice location. Generally pleased. I could do without the street noise. I wish I had more of a chance to decorate and make it feel more like home, but I'm leaving in another three weeks so that doesn't make too much sense.



Lastly, the Fourth! I baby sat for little Phil again. During the family's giant block party. The extent of entertainment really blows me away every time. An entertainer playing guitar and singing, complete with tons of costumes and games for the kids and free junk. A balloon animal guy, a face painter, and a characature artist. Oh right, did I mention the giant blow up bouncy castle and the huge blow up water slide? Yeah. Dinner was filet mignon and grilled lobster tails. The night ended with a fireworks display pretty comparable to a town or city's. I get paid for this?

I Hate Needles.

Spent the day with Chrissy yesterday. We went to the beach and ate up lots of sun. The water was freezing, but we braved it anyway. The gigantic waves were a little intimidating, so we walked down the beach a bit until we found a spot where they were breaking a bit less harshly. At one point I got knocked a bit forward by a wave, and realized it took my bathing suit bottoms down with it! I bent down into the water to pull them back up just as another wave came and crashed on me. I ate it pretty hard. scratches on my bum and all. Eh, could've been worse. Could've been eaten by a shark.

We went to an adorable little Italian place in Park Slope for dinner where I took advantage of my urge to feel fancy and got a glass of wine. The food there was unbelievable. I'd definitely go back a billion times.

The apartment lead went nowhere. The guy never got back to me, yet had time to write in his own blog about how he cleaned, watched TV, and hung out with friends all day. Awesome. I was really disappointed because I just want to be down in the city. To have so much right at my fingertips. I didn't even care what the apartment was like, I would have written him a check right there. Oh well.

Doctor today, too. Just a check up. Physical. I love how she reassured me the nurse was really really good at taking blood, before I was poked and prodded and then told I have very small veins. No shit. Thanks for the bruises.

Parent's leave tomorrow for Florida.
Cannot. Wait.