the subway is a rollercoaster that takes you to work.

Remind me to pickup my paycheck. w00t.
I have a cold.
I need new musics.
I need to find a new apartment. I'm really happy living with tracey, if i had to sleep in anyone's living room it would be hers. But I do have to find a place with my own room. A woman needs her own space. i feel terrible when i want to take my long winter's naps and she wants to stay up late and work on her pro-jects. I want to stay in Astoria. Any takers?
I need to know if my fiance is actually ever going to move down here with me and when. He knows where I am, he needs to come and get it. I'm not coming back.
I need tissues and someone to go with me to see all the shows I want to see.
I have needs.

I love Mark McKinney. I just need to warm that old crush back up for a while. I need something warm and familiar right now.

ONE MONTH ROUNDUP:

I became a new Yorker on April 26th, so here is a little list of things I have seen/done/etc during my first month:

Shows seen:
at gotham: Malarkey(x3), How Bazaar(x3), Prince Albert Players (x3)
at the pit: The Faculty, The 29th St Social Club, Madame Funnypants, The Royal We, Lylice (benefit variety show)
classes taken: 2 (one improv, one sag seminar)
Books read: 1 1/2
Jobs offered and mysteriously denied: 1
days it took to find a new job: 1
phone calls it took to find a new job: 3
crushes: 1 full, 2 half
cds bought: 1- Bayne Gibby, Live at the Cutting Room
average night's sleep: 4 hours
shortest night's sleep: 1/2 hour
Local friends I have yet to contact: 4
minutes spent lost in Brooklyn: 45
savings left: 2/3
Biggest purchase: bed
Biggest wallet sucker: duane reade
auditions: 1
resumes sent out: 1
addictions broken: 2 (cable tv, overeating)
addictions acquired and then broken: 1 (pokemon for the GBA)
addictions maintained: moblogging
addictions pending: shoes
days spent in buffalo: 3
nights spent in new jersey: 3
days spent entirely in queens: 2
pairs of shoes worn out: 1
current motto: Follow the fear.

i hope my page is ok. it's not exactly opening at the mo'.

I had my first pit class last night. it was fun and exhausting. our instructor is smart and supportive and enthusiastic and great in a lot of ways i can't explain. (and kind of adorable, which is just a bonus.)i haven't done it in so long, it's a little like writing with my left hand. i know how to do it, it's just not legible yet. it's exciting and humbling.

(sorry, alex. here's comes some girltalk.)
I went to a place called Bratenders to get sized because i think i've been wearing the wrong size all this time. I was right. They don't really sell the size i'm supposed to be wearing at your local Target or your JC Penneys. Did you know they made a G cup? G as in "good goddamn, girl!" I'm out of the normal human being letters and into the freaksize. yay. no lunch for me, thanks.

(if you go there, make sure you make an appointment. they get a little snippy if you don't. and be prepared to be naked for the waist up in front of someone you just met, and to pay kind of a lot for it.)

snort.
That brightened my day significantly.

Of the past six emails i have sent to aolers, three have been returned. aol is so bitchy. sorry tracey. i'll tell you tonight. i'm not writing it again.

my hearts runnin round like a chicken with it's head cut off. but it's actually ok this time.

approximately one half hour of sleep last night. awesome. i feel like hell.

my heart is retarded.

look for my brother adam in a commercial for sam adams and a promo for comedy central. YAY!!

Last night i went to a show at the pit, which was really great and left me all jazzed about starting classes and doing improv again. also left me completely unable to sleep. because i am seven and i get overexcited easily.
Also, super cute: one team had some of their mothers in for a visit, so the moms went up for them to get the suggestion, and they asked for something your grandmother taught you. i yelled out "how to take my bra off without taking off my shirt!" which was true. and hilarious. they took it. yay.
i apologize for lack of correct spelling and capitilization, but (here at the sceneic receptionist's desk)i have a kind of shitty keyboard. it's so sticky it feels like a manual. ever use one of those things? ha. snort.

did anybody watch smallville?


what? the? fuck?

John Stewart's Commencement address at William and Mary

I was going to pull a quote, but it's all good.

after a one-day search and one phone call I finally found a job. i'm temping at a company of some sort. i don't quite have it pinned down what it is we do here, but the coffeemaker is excellent. you make each cup individually. it rules. I am all alone this weekend. everyone i normally spend time with is out of town. there's always reading i suppose.

I saw Troy and Mean Girls and I read Coraline. All good except for Troy which was just ok. i saw a lil bit of improv at Gotham, signed up for a class at the pit, and had a pretty sorry audition.

I will go into it all more soon. life moves kind of fast these days, but the long quiet hours at this reception desk may allow me to post more than i have. perhaps i will even be back to my witty self.
here's hopin'.

it turns out the job i thought i had went to someone else. which is weird. yeah. miscommunication in a big way. oh well. now i've got to a'temping, which is fine. great. grand. great. i'm actually fine with it. my situation is no longer perfect, but that doesn't make it a bad situation.

good lord it's hot.

i went to an audition in the downpour today only to find out when i got there that they changed them. aw. sad. i had to email a couple of people to set up new audition times. i wish everything was as easy as just doing it. the saying should be "just adapt to it." it'll totally be cool. i gotta relax.

so. . . know of any job openings? i'm a shitty secretary, but i can fake it! need any fake secretaries where you work? food tasters? chair sitters? I'm a really good listener? hello?

i am back in new york, well, i'm in jersey right now. i went to todd's show on friday, bought some new sneaks on saturday and then watched some movies. (love actually=good, if a bit unfinished, the 13th child, which i turned off after 10 minutes because it was that unwatchable, and elephant, which I liked.)

then sunday i chilled out with my family, then todd's family, then today i came here/home and then came directly to my brother's apartment because my roomate is still having "a guest" at our place. whee. i don't know which way is up.

i am glad to be in the bosom of somewhere though, and not in transit as i have been for the past few days.

here's a nugget from the bus today:

these two older ladies are on the jitney across the aisle from me, and one is talking very loudly about the pictures of celebrities she took today or something and the woman with her is very bored. then the obnoxious woman says, " . . . not her though, i wouldn't trust her with a ten foot pole." ha.

hello. i had a lazy day. i am going to go home for the weekend becuase i am incredibly weak, and my roomate wants the place to herself because her bf is coming to town. i can't say i blame her. we-yow!:)

did you know, when you make a grilled cheese sandwich, and you cut it in half because the bread is too big for the pan? the cheese comes out. i guess the crust is really there to keep the cheese in. we all have our purposes in life.
:)

aw. I'm a link on a space mandino page. :)
bed. now.

i'll give you some highlights from the last few days, then sleep will come.

friday i spent 2 hours in the village trying to find an address. turns out the street stops abruptly, becomes another street and then starts up again perpendicular to itself. ok. that's what i get for not asking for help. :) i met my brother and his wife for dindins and a movie. shaolin soccer, by the by is the best movie i've seen in a really long time. your milage may vary.
between friday night and saturday i leveled up on pokemon so much that i couldn't stop. it's bad. i have two badges, my first pokemon (a turchic i call "sessy") is at level 24, fer gyad's sake. in the part of my soul where i should find shame, i find only a hunger for more game time.

saturday i hit some comic book stores with adam then had dinner with them again and some of amy's friends at the worlds tiniest indian reasturant. (the chicken vindaloo kicked my ass.) i am starting to meet people down here, but i'm not actually making friends yet. i hope my bro and sisnlaw aren't sick of me. (if you know me and you live here, send me an email. we'll drink or something.)
I slept over at adamnamy's saturday night and adam and i watched the second season of The Office until about 230 in the morning. then around four a neighbor of theirs turned on his music so loud i could make out the lyrics to all of the songs. youre really not supposed to be able to do that through walls. so that was fun.

today, amy and i went down to tribeca to try to catch a movie at the tribeca film festival, which it turns out is actually impossible. we went on some kind of free shuttle/tour bus instead and it was cool and refreshing. it was super neat because we were on the top of the tour bus and the traffic lights come really close to your head. tonight i saw a bunch of improv at gotham. it got progressively better as the night wore on, and i have a few little crushes on some of the actors now. and that always makes me happy.

tomorrow i have to go into the office where i'll be working so i can meet people and feel inadequate. just kidding, i'm confident. yep.

my niece sent me a nice little e-card about how she misses me that has had me crying for a little while now. i'm really not that sad. i don't really have time to be sad, but i do miss home. like when i'm talking to todd on the phone and i hear him pour a glass of water. i don't know why but little moments like that give me pangs.
i'm exhausted and rambling now. this is far too much to read. i'm sorry. i love you. bye.