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I just got back from Matt's place. I had to go there to take a shower because my apartment hasn't had hot water since yesterday. Fun! I had today off because my job owed me lots of comp time. Matt let me borrow his car for the day, so I drove some stuff to the eBay store, dropped off clothes for charity, and sold some clothes to Beacon's Closet. My apartment has a lot more room now; it's slowly but surely coming together. I think maybe I'll go to Ikea this weekend and buy a new sofa (in red). If it sounds like I'm obsessed with my apartment, that's only because I am. I finally went out this weekend. I haven't been out in a few weeks. Matt and I went to Motor City Friday night, we did various improvements to my apartment most of Saturday, then went to another bar Saturday night to meet Matt's scooter club friends. I peeked at the MisShapes line which happened to be next door at one point in the night and it was ridiculously long. I didn't think it was possible, but that crowd has gotten more absurd-looking. Sunday Matt and I had breakfast delivered and laid in bed most of the day watching DVDs. So things are going very well between him and me. Plus he's seen me at my worst these past few weeks and is still around. 01*26*06 If I never have to put up another set of blinds again, I will die a happy girl! Matt and I spent about two hours trying to get up some piece of shit blinds I got Sunday night only to discover the blinds didn't close. Yeah. So I bought new ones today and spent an arduous hour screwing the brackets into the top of my window, only to find that I had screwed them too close together to fit the blinds in between. I usually love do-it-yourself projects, but I find myself overwhelmed with the amount of things I want to do in my new place and I haven't even finished unpacking. Plus I know I'm driving Matt crazy with my nonstop need for home improvements. Also, my cat Jack is pissed off at me for moving or something because he hardly comes out from underneath my bed, and I think he peed somewhere because it smells weird in here. I just can't find where! Anyway I plan to go out with Matt and some friends tomorrow night and drink and forget all about this friggen apartment for a little bit. I'm stealing internet from one of my new neighbors! Three cheers for wireless internet. I dropped my laptop on the street yesterday afternoon when I was moving stuff. It didn't work for a little bit, but after toying with it it seems to be back on track. I'm all moved into my place. I hired these crazy movers who seemed to have superhuman strength. One guy carried my TV and my entertainment unit by himself (but not at the same time). They got me moved out of a fourth floor walk-up and into a second floor walk-up in less than two hours for $250. And I have A LOT of stuff. The company is called Moving Your Way and they're located in Park Slope...just in case you're interested. After I got all moved in, Matt and I decided to take a nap. But instead I just started crying because I hate not having my living space in order. So Matt took me to some stores to buy stuff I needed to make this place come together more. He's been so great during all of this. I took the day off to try to get everything more in order. So far I've just cleaned the bathroom and showered, but I plan to have half of the boxes in this place emptied by the end of the day. Even if I have to throw them out the window! 01*19*06 Wow. Everything came together so beautifully today. My roommate found a roommate tonight to move in next week, I found someone to buy my couch, JR and Brook said they'd help me move along with Matt, and JR recommended a moving company for me. I have only my bathroom cabinets and bedroom left to box up. With the money I'll get from the sale of a few household items to my roommate, the couch to that guy, the money from my roommate's new roommate, and the money from the sale of my electric piano to Melissa, I stand to possibly make back the ridiculous fee I paid my broker. Of course I'll promptly spend it on new furniture and moving. But everything seems to have worked out nicely! Yay! 01*18*06 I signed my lease yesterday and kissed a huge chunk of money goodbye. I have almost all my living room and kitchen items in boxes. Tomorrow I tackle the bathroom and the hallway closets. I'll leave my room until last. How did I accumulate so much crap? I don't even use half the purses I own or at least 3/4 of the shoes I own, yet I own at least 40 pairs. What's wrong with me? If I moved every year like everyone else in NYC, I wouldn't have this problem. But instead I have 4 years worth of clutter to go through. The thing that sucks is that I can't just throw everything away; some of it's still actually worth something. So I'm gonna have to lug it over to the iSold It eBay store at some point. Who has time to sell that much stuff on eBay? I'll tell you who doesn't: me! I may have a buyer for my couch, I still have to find movers, and I still need more boxes. I am going crazy, I ache everywhere already, and this is only the beginning! If you're reading this and you know me, please help me move! 01*16*05 Buy my couch! 01*14*06 I think I found an apartment! It's one block from Park Slope at 3rd Avenue and 10th Street. It's a studio on the second floor of a walk-up. It's not huge, but I think it's enough space to live comfortably in. I filled out all the necessary paperwork, so all I have to do is wait for my credit check to go through by Wednesday. I'm nervous about that only because there have been times when I was a few days late with a few credit card payments and whatnot. I don't think that shows up on a credit report, but I don't really know. Otherwise I don't have any outstanding payments due and never have, so I think I'll be ok. If this works out, I finally get to live alone! I'm so excited. Going through the moving process, however, I am not so excited about. Here are some pictures of my hopefully future apartment:
01*13*06 I've been stressing out about finding an apartment a lot lately. I feel tired all the time, and completely unenthusiastic about doing things...like updating my journal. Today I saw a pretty great apartment in a great location which was just a tad out of my price range. But I was going to find a way to make it work somehow. I sat down with the broker to make the necessary arrangements to make the place mine. I then remembered to ask her what her fee was; she said 12% of a year's rent. Almost every broker that has told me that price has also told me the fee was negotiable. But this one said it wasn't. I was not about to put down everything I had in my savings account AND dip into my checking account for her stupid outrageous fee. So I walked out on the verge of tears. I hate brokers! How dare they toy with people's lives. Fucking thieving, dishonest bastards. Anyway, I called up Matt to call off our dinner plans because I was too upset to be around people. I wanted to go home and be angry instead. Matt called me about an hour after I got home and asked me if I was home. I told him I was, then next thing I know he was at my door with flowers in hand to cheer me up! So sweet. He left already because I'm on call tonight and he had plans. Which means I should be in bed by 9:30. I'm looking at another apartment at 10:30 tomorrow morning. I'm really crossing my fingers here. I'm sick of this! 01*08*06 I haven't been writing very consistently, but I have been a bit busy. Friday I hiked over to Jersey City and ate lots of cheese and crackers with wine at Alex's house while we watched Strangers With Candy for hours. After falling into a deep drunken sleep, I awoke the next morning and sat on her couch mesmerically watching her cable television for hours (I don't have cable). We took a break for lunch and drinks, came back and watched many episodes of Intervention and had more drinks. I finally went home around six in the evening, only to be whisked away from my apartment shortly thereafter to see Brokeback Mountain again with Matt and some friends. Matt is the new guy I'm seeing. We've actually known each other since the beginning of last year. Perhaps if you look at the last picture in these set of pictures from the end of February, how we know each other will be clarified a bit. Interesting turn of events, yes? Anyway, we've been having a good time together the past few weeks. For instance, today we spent a slothful eight hours in front of his television, taking one break to get dinner. We were just feeling really lazy. But it was actually very nice to just relax, especially with good company. Two incidents worth mentioning occurred this weekend. One happened Friday at work when my boss insulted what I was wearing to the point where I went to the bathroom to cry. I said something to her before I left for the day (after I had cooled down), and she profusely apologized before I could even finish. Even though I suppose things have been cleared up regarding that, I doubt our work relationship will be any better from here on out. The other incident occurred at Alex's on Saturday afternoon when she jokingly flashed her fiancé, but forgot she wasn't wearing a bra--thus giving me a little peep show. I think the funniest thing about it all was that I could see the exact moment she realized what she had done on her face while she was in mid-flash. We had quite a good laugh about it. So even though the first incident was pretty awful for me, I had a pretty great weekend in spite of it. 01*04*06 Oh, I'm sorry. Did we say 12 out of 13 survived? No, no (hehe), we meant there was only one survivor out of 13! Oopsy. I've been so tired lately. I think it's either due to the fact that I haven't worked out regularly since November, or I'm having a tough time getting back into my early-to-bed, early-to-rise routine now that the holidays are over. Maybe it's a little spattering of both. I'm having a Strangers With Candy fest at my old college buddy's place on Friday night. Bahaha! I always wanted to refer to someone as an old college buddy. Actually, no I haven't. Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. I think maybe I found an apartment across the street from Prospect Park. I have to send in my application tomorrow, and figure out how much these bastards are gonna rip me off to move in. Hopefully it works out because it's a gorgeous building and a spacious apartment..if you don't mind the sound of passing subways every so often from six floors below. Can't have everything! 01*02*06 Happy New Year! Belated! I've been out and about all weekend and haven't felt like updating this what little time I have been home. I saw Bodies...The Exhibition on Friday, had dinner, then headed to Black & White. Saturday I put my second best dress on and went out to dinner with friends, went to someone I didn't know's house party, then headed to Motor City to bring in the New Year. It was pretty low-key and I didn't drink too much. Good times. Yesterday I had a very late brunch, and then last night I saw Match Point, which I didn't think deserved all the hype but was worth the watch nonetheless. And I did everything I just mentioned with a new guy I'm seeing. Otherwise, not much else to tell.
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