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.