Seen and Heard

I took advantage of my love of people-watching the last week and also what I overheard in conversations. This is a list of the top 6 most amusing ones.

6. "He got a Caesar Salad at the airport, and it looked like he put on white lipstick. I had to pretend not to notice."


5. "I think I just heard every bodily function in the past 5 seconds"

4. Naked cowboy, step back! This is the ever aging and not shameless naked cowGIRL.

3. This man not only paints himself silver and talks to himself, he carries around his luggage, pretends to be a statue, and when he talks, is actually not very nice.


Annnd he forgot to paint the back of his neck. Perfection.





2. "This is the only place where a 40 year old can do the walk of shame and it's totally normal."


1. Last but not least... this one is by far my favorite. We went to a festival on Governor's Island and there was an art show. One room was dedicated to this naked barbie and her journey as the last person on Earth. I enjoy how she is just chilling with the monkey here. So casual.

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In reference to the last post, thank you to those who understand and have reached out to me to let me know that. I appreciate it. And just to clarify, I am not like slitting my wrists in a panic about this, I just have reached a point where I need my own time, and it needed clarified.. And since this is Jarblog, I have no rules so I post want I want. (remind anyone of Kenny from South Park "I do what I want" no? just me? ok)


Last Sunday was the VMAs at Radio City Music Hall. Me and my friend decided to go creep on them from the outside and celeb-watch. We got there at 5, but the preshow didn't start until 8. Unlike the rest of the 15 year old, tourist, and foreign fellow creepers, we did NOT want to just stand in the crowds for hours. We got some food then went back out to creep. More people were getting there, but essentially there was no where great to stand. I actually got a great calve work out from standing on my tippy toes periodically for so long. We kept wanting to just leave because we switched spots about 6 times, but each spot equally sucked. Despite our strong desire to just leave, we stayed because it was more embarrassing to say we went to the VMAs and didn't even stay see anyone versus only seeing parts of the people due to people flailing their arms and cameras in the air.


As we were waiting for the preshow to start, a local radio personality came up to us and was asking us questions. Questions like "Why are you here?" which is an embarrassing question when you're not 7 years old just waiting to catch a glimpse of the cast of Glee. (by the way, what the heck is that show? idk, but they were there and the young kids were excited) Also questions like "what do you think of Ellen replacing Paula on Idol" which was obviously a good move. Paula is lame and Ellen is hilarious. He was not too exciting although he was interviewing this little grandma asking her absurd questions which was cute/amusing. She was a sassy little thing. He said something about "did you know pete wentz had nude pictures on the internet?" to which she responded in the typical older lady voice "NO! now why would I need to know that?!"


There was a cool stage set up like someone was going to perform. False. Didn't happen.


If you look closely, there is a guy that semi, sort of reminded me on Geno Malkin.


Yeahhh that pic of Malkin is the one that leaked to the internet of his making out with some girl, but it works.

Finallllly, when the celebs staring getting there around 7, the crowd had gotten huge. Radio City was crowded all the way around.. everyone was obsessed. At this point, I realized I was older than I thought. They were announcing all these people to which 90% of the people, we would look at each other and say "Who is that?!?!" as everyone else was screaming. There was this particularly annoying young girl who was writing everyone's name down as they came out. Fine, whatever. But she was making, what appeared to be, a fake autograph book. Also, she would scream and almost cry at everyone that came out. Let me clear this up, we were not close. Not even kind of close. The guy beside me had binoculars if that helps emphasize how far we were. This girl was loving life though like the "celebs" were shaking her hand. Amusing for a while then just obnoxious. But I'm sure she was 14, soo I don't hold it against her. We did see some cool people though, but I will admit, binoculars were needed. Even though I had a decent enough view on my tippy toes, if it was someone big, everyone's hands went up and everyone else ALSO went on their tippy toes.

The guy behind us was dressed like he was going to the VMAs and also thought he was in them I am sure. He was there alone and when people who would come out who he liked, he would comment on their outfits like they were in a quiet room alone. "Oh my God, Amber Rose, you look amazing. I can't believe your outfit. You look so fierce."

So then we left the VMAs at prob the prime time of real celebs arriving but around 8:15 we were just worn out from being there. It was too crowded at that point and you couldn't see anything anyways. On my way home, I got hit on by the usual- a homeless man. I need to do something about my look that I am attracting homeless people. He greeted me in, also, the usual way. He said "Heyy baby. You wanna liv wif me?" No, thank you, sir, I think there is only room for one in that box. Can't I just be asked for a dollar or something?

As mentioned previously, Mindy's furniture is being sold on craig's list. Despite the "CASH ONLY!!! NO EXCEPTIONS!" disclaimer I put on all of the adds, which usually keeps away most of the scam artists, I still tend to think EVERY person who emails me now is fake. I got an email from a girl named Candy. What a bad name. Anyways, I researched her- and by researched I mean googled- and found out she was a real person and a Broadway actress that appeared in some legit shows, so I was kind to Candy. She came over today and brought her friend Andy- Candy & Andy: how great is that? Andy was smaller guy from the DR. He prefaced every sentence with "I tell the truth." For example, "I tell the truth. Love is hard to find. Sheesh. This city is hard to find love." Loved him. (not real love. love is hard to find, duh.) He mentioned his cousin played for the Yankees, of course I didn't know who he was, but it just goes to show every single person you meet in this city has some type of connection which is awesome to me. During this, Candy was like dancing around the room talking about her life.. interesting girl. I envy her obvious love of life though, I will say.

I went to Dunkin Donuts tonight to get my daily decaf, andI walked in and was greeted by a mental man who stopped in front of me and said "HIIIIII" *giant smile* kinda cute, but very funny coming from the semi-toothless, cheese danish ordering, large glasses wearing person. I only wish I had a picture. It was like crazy hour at the DD. There was group of these semi crazy people.. At first I thought it was like an adult field trip of some sort, but it appeared just to be some local crazies who were friends. As I was waiting for my coffee, one of the guys broke out in song.. it was actually pretty good which was shocking.

When I walked up my little friend said "I missed you! I have not seen you in two days!" He is just the cutest little kid ever. He then asked if I was in college, but I thought he said, "do you want colors" so that took a while to understand. Language barrier to the max here. He said one more year of working and he can go to college. This kid works ALL the time! and I am talking 12 hour days. He is such a hard worker. He still rarely gets my coffee right, but I don't even care. Whenever he handed me my coffee he said "coffee for my sweetie" I told him I was going to go home for a while, maybe a month, maybe a year, and he said "NOOOO! You have to see me all week! I will be so sad when you go.. SO SAD!" He makes my day all the time.

Which leads me to... I am going to Virginia next weekend for my grandparent's 60th (yay!) They are the only reason I believe true love exists. They are the cutest couple IN THE WORLD. You might think you know better people, but you don't. They are great. After Virginia I am going home for a while. This is either going to be a month stay or an indefinite stay. We will see. I might just move here in Novemeber.. why not?

a serious post? this can't be

OK, so I have had a lot of time to think in this past month. I thought this would bring a realization to my life, and it has.. but not in the way I was expecting. I realized I don't know who I am. I have been busy for the past 4 years of my life in college, working, and going out. I don't even know what my interests are. When people say what do you do for fun, I have no answer. When people say what do you want with your life, I have no answer. When people say tell me something about yourself I don't know, I have no answer.I was too busy to realize that I am my own person.. but right now, I don't know who that is. The purpose of this post is that I am over appeasing everyone else. Unless I am close with people, I am not comfortable right now talking to everyone about "what I am doing with my life." Please stop asking. I can't compare myself to other people, or allow others to compare me, and ever expect to be happy with me, whoever that is. I never ever thought I would be the person who didn't know, who didn't have a job right out of college, who had to "find themselves." But the fact of the matter is that is exactly who I am right now. Instead of ignoring this reality, I need to accept it. It may be taking me longer or it might take me 6 jobs or more schools to figure out what other 22 year olds have known for ages or are discovering now, but whatever, that's the reality of it. So please, PLEASE don't ask me about my life right now because I don't know.. and I'm sick of explaining why. I know people are trying to help, and I appreciate that more than people know- I am aware I am not the most expressive person with my feelings- but constantly being reminded that I "don't know" isn't making it OK for me. I will find out who I am and what I want to be.

jarblog is not my #1 priority.. clearly

Ok soo apparently not only do I suck at calling people to keep in touch, but I suck at updating blogs too. I probably can't find time in my really super busy days to do this. Oh wait, I do whatever I want half the day.

Updates:


Last weekend was my cousin's sale. We made cute little signs on pink paper and put them all around. She gave them to friends, I told people I knew, advertised on craig's list, whatever we could do. We set up her living room like a show room with clothes on racks. It was legit. Unfortunately that day happened to be the only rainy day in a while and, well, that's pretty much the only excuse I have, butttt no one showed up for our sale. Well besides two of her neighbors, one of which ended up offering to buy her blinds (we were selling her clothes) and the other neighbor wants the couch. AKA sale failed. It was a torturous 4 hours just hoping someone would come, but no. We ended up donating all of these clothes (keep in mind these brands were like Fendi, Gucci, Prada, etc) to the Salvation Army. Some poor person will be very happy with these clothes and you get a tax right off.. good enough.

Also, I mentioned that I was selling Mindy's stuff on ebay. So this guy sends me some absurd email about how he wants to buy this one cabinet. First of all his name was "mc".. just the letters MC. uhh yeah right. he says how he lives far so he will send me a certified check with the amount plus the shipping blah blah blah. Basically it made no sense. At first I was like maybe he is foreign. The more I looked at it though, we were like this guys is def a scam artist. So I emailed him back (after we had already given him the address here..whoops) and said sorry, but to cancel the check because we would only accept cash. He says "no I already had my secretary send it out, please take it" which I simply apologized and still said no. Then about a week later, Mindy is leaving for work and calls me from her car. She said that she got the mail and there was check from someone named "Ralph Clyde" I checked my emails and made sure.. no ralph clyde ever emailed us, just good ol' mc. So she looks at the check. 18 HUNDRED DOLLARS! hahaha We were asking 500 for the piece he wanted, plus its still on sale on the website for like 800 so why would any normal person pay sooo much more for it? When she brought home the envelope I looked at it, looks legit but still, there is no way. Also the writing of "Ralph Clyde" looks like a 2nd grader. Obviously this guy is a scammer. So, I did what I do best: googled him. Turns out this happened to someone else with the exact same info. Please read this. Its rather amusing. http://answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20090819125028AA3frLX Ralph Clyde, Mc, whoever you are, get your act together.

I passed Julia Stiles again on the streets. I love it here because no one gives a shit if you are a celeb or, in her case, quasi-celeb. She can walk on the street like a normal person. The other night I also went to get coffee at Dunkin Donuts (I am there so much I have made the cutest little Indian friend in there and he tells me his schedule so I can coordinate when to come in based on when he works.. adorable) As I am getting the coffee, Mindy was walking Phyllis and she sees Debbie Downer (the woman from SNL.. she has a real name obviously I just don't care to know it.) Now I have seen some celebs here, and I never say anything to them, but DEBBIE DOWNER. hellloooo I use her name on like a daily basis. I need to find her and befriend her. Of course, I missed her though. wah wah wahhhhh

I have been to highline park and central park a few times in the past week. Highline is most appropriately named. Of course it is actually named after the railroad that was once there, but it seems to be no coincidence that high is in the title. I have smelled more weed this week in parks and on the streets than I ever have. People just walk around smoking it and as long as there is no NYPD around, or even if there is really, it apparently doesn't matter.

Yesterday I laid in central park for hours and loved my life. This is the view I had from when I was laying. Add in some Asian tourist doing cliche jumping in air shots, some very hairy men laying out, a few gay couples, some families, some people playing bocce ball and some trust fund babies and you have my full scenery.



I have also explored many new areas this week. I have been to the Grand Central Area, Penn station area, midtown (east and west), chelsea, and the meat packing district. I don't really have a preference to one area over the other but I do like my area a lot. The subway is super close and goes pretty much anywhere. Plus, union square is just insane. I think when I go home, I am going to have a very hard time adjusting. Because right now I KNOW that I love NYC. Kind of like college, I knew I loved it at the time, but as soon as it was over I realized just how much I actually loved it. Plus washpa is just soo polar opposite. Speaking of which, I should be returning at the end of the month/beginning of October. Mindy is still waiting to hear on an apt, but even if she gets it, buying is a different thing here. You must be interviewed and approved by the building's board before they even let you in. This means its gonna be 2-3 months IF she gets this place. Her lease ends at the end of September so we are busy packing all weeks/weekends. The last weekend of September is our grandparents anniversary party in VA so we are going there. My time here is dwindling away fast and I am less than happy about it. I need to make the best of my time left here though and find a way to make it back. Once Mindy gets a new place, she has offered for me to stay with her til I find something. Soo that's potentially my plan for now. Go back to washpa (hell), continue life/job searching and then come back. I have other options too so this may not be definite, as nothing I say ever is.

So amusing yet embarrassing story of the week:
Why do I share this? I am not sure. So yesterday, I was walking to central park (about 45 blocks away) I have made it my mission to walk places when possible because 1. I have the time, 2. I love walking, 3. When in my life will I be able to just walk to places like central park in perfect weather? (answer to 3 is hopefully within a year) Soo I am half way there and I realize, I forgot to put on deodorant. Gross, I know. I stop at Duane Reade and get a travel size and wait til I am on a street with very few people to put it on. Of course, that took forever. I got one arm done then people were coming so I waited for the other. In the meantime, I was semi-lost because I am retarded and just walk when the signs say to and forget where I am going half the time because I am just observing. So I am on this sketch street outside of where I should be and no one is around. As I am applying the deodorant, a man honks his horn. I am the jumpiest person alive so I scream. Awkward. And he yells out his window "hey girl. looking good." why? I am in crap clothes because I am going to sit in a park and I am putting on deodorant. Clearly whoever is screaming "looking good" at me is partially blind, dirty, desperate, or all of the above. Plus like, what reaction was he expecting? You're in a car. I am on the street. No.

Anyways, its labor day weekend so 3 day weekend! Good thing I have off this weekend.. and every day until the end of the month.

Julia Stiles

I was in a yogurt shop and was sitting at a table by the window. I look up and Julia Stiles is staring in. She does live about 1 block over so its not that unusual, but still. Love the celeb sightings. Is she a celeb though? She hasn't done anything since like Save the Last Dance and 10 Things I Hate About You. Soo picture this image.. without the american express background.. more blank stare.. and with some hot man. Now it's like you saw what I saw.

not amusing but still an update

So this week hasn't been too exciting.. still 6 billion times better than WashPa of course though.

I went to look at an apt with Mindy because she is buying. This place was really cute and ideally I would love to live there as a single girl. I am just missing the approx 500K to do so. Also the current couple who lived there had a great artist.. and really graphic lesbian pictures of themselves on the wall.. really graphic NAKED lesbian pictures.

It was Mindy's birthday Monday so we went out to eat at this authentic japanese restaurant and then went to Momofuku bakery. It is apparently famous.. never heard of it. It was really good though. They have really cool stuff like a compost cookie with chips, chocolate, pretty much everything.. then stuff like cakes, weird ice cream like "cereal milk ice cream." It was pretty cool. http://www.momofuku.com/milkbar/milkbarmenu.asp

The next day I went to see my other cousin Whitney sing in a group called "The Blue Bottle collection"- http://www.myspace.com/danielzaitchik Amazing. Then we walked around the area and went to get pizza so it was nice to meet some other new people.

I have found a pretty cool place for free Wifi. It's called Cosi and I go pretty much daily and just sit there for a few hours and job search. I have applied to some- don't ask me what because I don't even know half the time- but nothing that sparks my interest. hmm let the job/career/life/school search continue.

I also went to yoga for the first time this week. It was not "hot yoga" but it might as well been. Yoga is serious business here. Everyone makes the weirdest, loudest sounds and has no shame. Maybe I will get to that point eventually if I keep going. but I almost hope I don't. Also there are sooo many people there (esp since the NYU kids are back) that the mats are literally touching, so its super close contact. Normally not a problem but the girls feet in front of me smelled like throw up. Literally during a quiet moment her foot was too close to my face for comfort and I gagged out loud. awwwkward. Also everyone goes in looking all cute in their yoga clothes and comes out sweating and repulsive. I was a particularly ugly human when I left. My hair does do well in heat and sweat. I looked like a bucket of water was poured along my hairline and my hair had gone into a nappy fro. So ugly. Glad we went out to eat in public after that.

I have started to sell Mindy's furniture on craig's list and our clothing sample sale is next Saturday. Somehow I adapted well to what I was doing and everything with the furniture is being sold really quickly. Don't know how that's happening.

this has been a very informative and website-giving post. eh whatevs

did I go underground to the subway.. or hell?

Myyy weekend:

Friday: I woke up at a normal hour, aka like 830 am. I have been waking up at 10 am or later and that needs to change because that is just lazy. I went to work with Mindy but she was getting a treatment at the doctor so I didn't really get to experience much or her work-day. I will have to shadow her again to learn more I suppose. Mindy left for the weekend to go to Maine for her birthday. I had the apartment to myself sans Mindy sans Phyllis. I did nothing cool on Friday, essentially.

Saturday: I woke up Saturday and decided to go explore Central Park. Central Park is quite an experience. There are bike riders, runners, and carriages drawn by bikes and horses absolutely everywhere. The next day was a half marathon so they were setting up. It was a really nice run and the scenary was just awesome. It was the skyline, soo many people. I got a little lost bc the park is huge but I made my way back eventually. I came back, went and got some food, then my friend from Pitt came up from Philly. I went out with him and his friend overseas who was here doing an internship. We went somewhere and pregamed and I fell in love with the apartments. (This is what they look like: http://www.stuytown.com/#/residences) Then we went out in the Lower East Side to a bar called the Skinny. It was rather strange. normal music but weird ass images on like 1970s tv shows and movies that weren't even popular on the screens. Since it was the one girl's bday, we got the whole upstairs which was pretty sweet. I got to see a lottt of awkward dancing which is always a good time in my book. I do not claim to be a good dancer, but I promise was better than the two Asian girls i was watching as well as the rythmless robotic moving ginger boy. I didn't make too many new friends which should be my goal, but I still had fun.

Sunday: The effects of my run hit hard. I went to walk to Pick-A-Bagel, this place with huge delicious bagels, and it's about 7 blocks away. On my way there my knee and hip are killling me. For the past year, every time I have ran my knee has swollen up pretty badly but it never hurts during the run so I really never learn my lesson. This time though it was bad. It my knee and my hip. I went and got my bagel and coffee then on the way back had developed a strong limp. Not only was I limping I was like mumbling "ow" with every step. I looked like I was on crack I am sure. I got passed by one person with 1 leg in a wheelchair only moving by his one leg, 1 lady with a cane, and 1 other grandma. I took lots of Ibuprofen and it def improved overnight.. Thank God.

Monday: I woke up late.. again. I didn't feel well all day, but today is Mindy's birthday. My two goals for the day were to get Mindy a cupcake for when she got back tonight from Magnolia and go to the grocery store. I went to Trader Joe's but it was super crowded. I got a few items but when I got back realized nothing went together. I got turkey, tomatoes, apples, dried cherries, ice cream bars, string cheese, and dark chocolate. no bread? no condiments of any sort? no salad mix or anything? It was not good. My lunch was turkey roll-ups aka a piece of turkey rolled up, and string cheese and tomatoes. The makings for a sandwich maybe but no bread. Then I came back and since I still wasn't feeling well, I took a nap.. I seriously am 80 years old. I sleep all the time, have a bad knee, a bad hip, and kidney stones. Anyways, I then looked up Magnolia and went to get my cupcake. It was about a mile away so I just decided to walk. I wore these new shoes called "Fit Flops" that my mom got me that more supportive than regular flip flops. Apparently, what they don't tell you is that the thing that goes in between the toes also doubles as a razor. By the time I got there, my feet were completely cut up and in pain. I just wanted the cupcake. Of course, nothing is simple for me, and I forgot to look at the last step of the directions sooo I never found the bakery. After approx 20 min of being lost, I gave up. I saw a subway station and got on a train... in the wrong direction. I got off at some random stop, got on another train.. also in the wrong direction. I got off that train, switch trains, and realized, OH WAIT, the last one was going in the right direction and NOOOW I am going the wrong direction. Not to mention, it was 95 degrees here so I was sweating like an overweight adult man. Finally, I got on the train in the right direction and got off. I got off at the same spot I got on. I was 3 subway passes shorter and in the exact same spot after about an hour. It was now dark so I started walking in the direction of Union Square. Union Square is insane at night and there are lots of protesters, market things, and other things going on. It is verrry crowded and popular. I am walking with my ipod in and I see a girl carrying cupcakes. Not Magnolia's but something. So I went down the street she just came from and found "Crumbs" I have read about crumbs in a lot of gossip mags so I know its decent. Finally the freaking cupcake. I got a cupcake and started walking. Then I see two people coming my way. I only notice because the woman has a camera.. oh, and the guy was ridiculous. he looked super similar to the guy from LMFAO. The one with the afro.
He comes up to me and says (and these are verbatim) "Yo Yo can I ask you a question?" sure."So if you gettin a showa, and you about to be done with yo shower and you realize you gotta take a shit, you gonna get out of the shower or you gonna go IN DA SHOWA?!" I mean I was expecting something ridiculous, but that?!? I say "wait.. you want to know if I would go to the bathroom IN the shower or just get out?" him: "YEAHHH dat's what I'm sayin! IN o' OUT?" me: "I would get out." him: "you wouldz get OUT?! fo sho?" me: "yes definitely" him: "Alright, Also I am looking for holes for my pins.. where do I get dose? do you know?!" Keep in mind he is whipping his head around and screaming everything he is saying at me in a ridiculous voice and I am 90% sure it was a costume. His head was whipping so fast at one point the glasses flew off his head into his afro and stuck. I still don't know what "holes for pins" means and I certainly don't know where one would get such an item.
Anyways, I think I kind of learned a valuable lesson tonight. I might go in the wrong direction at some points and I might even be on the wrong track, but I still will eventually get what I am looking for.. maybe even from a different, better place than I expected.. and that there will always be something to turn my day around if I am in the right place.. even if it is a cartoon looking man asking me about inappropriate shower activities. I'll take what I can get.

Welcome to my life

Now that I am finally settling in and getting used to the areas here, I am already obsessed with this city. I haven't done anything major the past couple of days but I will share some highlights.

I finallllly can work the key. Now they neighbors will no longer find me in the non-air conditioned hall sweating trying to get into the apartment. I seriously think they all were beginning to think I was breaking in on a nightly basis.

I am currently stealing my internet because I can't get my cousin's to work because of an "invalid IP address" what the hell is that? I certainly have no idea. My thieved internet only works about 30% of the time, so I kinda need to do something about that.

When I walk Phyllis, I get the STRANGEST attention. No normal person approaches me. Most people who approach me don't speak English and in a heavy Spanish accent they say "OHHH weiner dog wiener dog! I want to pet the dog." Not to mention Phyllis doesn't particularly like any males, children, or any person of color. Really not assisting in my making of friends department. I did have this delightful trashy lady come to me started from talking across the street and saying "Oh look at the hot dog dog!" which sounded like "OHHH look at da hawt dawg dawg!" .. I can't get hawt dawg dawg out of my head. Phyllis hated her and growled.. props, P.

In order to truly fit in here, I am going to need a blackberry. I think Fergie created the phrase "so 2000 and late" particularly for people with the Voyager who are in NYC.. That's me, I am 2000 and late.

The only people who have talked to me outside of people I know, the doorman, the garage clerk, and other people Mindy knows are Spanish people and old people. I have like an old person following here. They tell me how beautiful I am and how they love my hair.. I mean I love old people (besides most of the Giant Eagle pharmacy customers) but how about tell your grandkids about me, grandpa.

Mindy, my cousin who I am living with, is moving out of her apartment. I have been put in charge of selling a lot of her unwanted designer clothes and all her furniture. I really have no clue what I am doing so this should be interesting. But our plan is to advertise and set up clothing racks in her living room and have an open sale advertising sizes 2-6 clothing and shoes. We'll see how I handle my new responsibility.

Naturally, I have another subway story. I was on the subway going to the Upper East Side, which if i moved here, I would defff live there. I looove that area.. much more families, flowers, real life other scenery. Anyways, I have learned to keep music in while on the subway. This way I can creep on people but if they look at me, I just look at the ipod and pretend like I have no idea what's going on.. perfect. So I see this drunken old man, standard in the subway scene, making his way through begging for money. Ignored. Then he leans against the doors of the subway car and OPENS THEM!?!?! he then proceeds to stand on links of the subway car. IT'S MOVING.. HE IS DRUNK. problems! This subway was also not the smoothest ride. I was sure I was about to witness a death. He started banging on the door of the other subway car. Luckily after a long 30 seconds of near-death for the drunk, he got on the other car. I love the subway.

I have been changing in my cousin's bedroom. Today, as enjoying the beautiful skyline view, it occurs to me... You retard, if you can see out, people can see in. If I don't start closing the curtains, I am going to be known as the naked girl. On the plus side, I can make friends with the old man in the tighty whities across the street who sits outside his apartment?

Well I am off for my first solo weekend in the city bc Mindy is away for the weekend. If no one hears from me, assume my subway experiences have gone downhill.

Phyllis

This precious girl is my other roomie.

you thought i was just a facebook creeper

Yesterday my cousin's broker John was over and asked if I like the show gossip girl.. I am a fan but not like an avid watcher. He mentioned that they were shooting on the Upper East Side so I decided, I have no obligations, why not go. So I went to there and found a huge row of trailers. Weirdly enough, they were from PA-- Haddad? who knew that was some big company from pleasant hills, pa seen all over the movie/tv industry for trailers? not me.. until today.


Anyways, I stood around and creeped with the paparazzi for a good while. I was standing around before most people got there, so somehow I was just standing next to the body gaurds, so people thought I was supposed to be there. In my solo spot, I got to see the mom, Kelly Rutherford before anyone. Then later on, I walked over to the restaurant where they were filming and made friends with one of the tech people. I chatted with him a little but then got bored,so just decided to walk around the upper east side a little. I walked around a few blocks, almost got hit by a truck, then decided to swing back around to the trailers.


So I get back just in time to see Matthew Settle, the dad, leaving, idk how I was getting so lucky with the timing bc somehow I ended up always being right at the front when someone was around. I was getting sick of standing so I just walked accross the street.. look up.. PENN BADGLEY riiight in front of me. No one else around.. no paps.. no fellow gossip girl stalkers. just me and penn. Do I say can we get a picture? noo I say "hi" like we are old friends..?!!? wtf am I doing with my life? HI? I don't even know if he responded because I just kept walking.. Then I saw Matthew Settle again. At this point it was almost 4 so I decided I needed to eat some food. On my way to pita grill, I see a bunch of people outside of the trailers. Right as I walk up, yet again perfect timing, I see Taylor Momsen walk out of the trailer and say to someone on her phone "holy crap, there is like a 1000 people out here" and I took suchhh a creeper picture on my phone. I was almost ashamed, only I wasn't.

this is NYC

Ok, so I want to get this out there. I am blogging (I hate that word) because I knooow I am not going to remember all these good stories, or lame stories, later on. This way, people who want to know what I am up to while in NYC can have easy access and get the full stories.

So I got here on Saturday. By the time we got back to the city, we were exhausted so we rented a movie.. "Obsessed" with Beyonce.. enough said. It was terrible.. never see it.

Sunday, I unpacked my stuff and then went to dinner with my other cousin who lives here. She lives farrr from where I am staying. I am staying in the lower east side and I went to the Upper West side for dinner. Had some good local NY pizza and then my solo subway excursion home began. I used hopstop.com for my directions there, and it was easy. On the way home, I forgot to hopstop it and figured it would just be the same way home just going downtown instead of uptown. False. I went approx 4 stops too far, then when the opposite direction, got on another wrong train. During my like 908213 different wrong subways, I sat across from some interesting characters. While sitting next to an overweight sweaty man, and by next to, I mean touching arms sweat going on my arm next to, I was sitting across from 4 young boys, maybe like 15 tops, from the DR. How do I know they were from the DR? Ohh maybe the fact that they had folded flags into bandannas around their head.. or maybe their I <3 DR shirts. They also had on beautifulll necklaces made out of condom wrappers. Naturally, I creeped a picture of them on my phone.




After my subway trip ended, I was leaving to walk up the subway when a part greaseball, part hippy, part semi-in-a-weird-way-attractive man came up to me and said "where do you get your hair done?" I explained I was from pittsburgh and was going to be in town for a short time. He didn't care. He tried selling me some spa/hair package for $60, then I talked him down to $30 just because I was being a bitch after my subway time. He was nice, but was not giving up. Then he told me he would give it to me for 30 and two comedy club tickets for the night. No, thanks. I was actually somehow getting convinced by him.. prob because he was constantly harassing me for 10 min and when i said no he would respond why? and then find an answer for every reason i gave. He was a spa selling mastermind of some sort. Finally after making him verify the place via 411 (the place somehow was actually really nice) and showing me 3 forms of ID to prove he wasn't scamming me, I bought it for 20. I can't believe I was suckered into that.. it was rather embarrassing really, but now I have to use that freaking coupon or it will be a waste. when I was about to leave, my new skeez hipster friend said "well facebook me. If you don't have a boyfriend I would love to hang out. You know I didn't just stop you because of your hair, I stopped you because you were hot." of course, I just didn't acknowledge that he said anything. Then I walked away. About half way down the block, I hear him SCREAM "FACEBOOK ME!" ...cool. I then had to take a block detour not to pass him on my way back to the apt.

Today, I did some exploring, got a copy of the key.. which I can't properly use. It takes me about 10 min to get in every time. really great. I went to a local park where I had a great conversation with a hot man. And by hot man, I mean homeless man and by conversation I mean he said "Hey Goldie Locks." hahah wtf.

Anyways, I have to do my only job now which is walk the dog so bye people!