This past Friday was my one month anniversary living here in New York!
Some of the SGNY folks got together and we had tapas and saw Grindhouse on the big screen. I had a blast, and then Saturday hung out for a going away party. This weekend I met so many nice people, and I got to see some friends I hadn't seen in a while. I had a little man drama, but it didn't ruin anything for me. It just reinforced that I made the right decision when I withdrew. Drunken stalkers are not sexy, despite what you may have heard.
I had a lovely weekend until a little mouse flashed into my room last night and kept me up all night with his squeaking (and his proximity...yuck!). I gutted my room and the landlady set a trap for the little fucker. I know it's cold but I'm not cool with sharing my room with vermin.
Work is as satisfying/challenging as ever. I had a horrible cold last week and made some very minor but careless mistakes while on a course of meds. I totally redeemed myself this weekend, though, because we were superbusy and I handled our neediest, craziest clients for the doctors (they were so grateful). I need to become what I was at my old job: the doctors' favorite go-to person. I guess with the economy the way it is everyone must feel the pressure to do well at work. Jobs are precious these days, and I'm very appreciative of mine.
So, moving to a new city, starting a new job, and creating a new life for myself have been great, but what really changed my life recently was my first ever Brazilian bikini wax. Holy shit! I always thought it was stupid when women talked about becoming addicted, but I'm converted. I was riding the endorphin high for hours, as if I'd been tattooed or pierced. I'll be eating ramen for weeks but dammit, I will go back to that nice little Indian lady and get my wax every month.
Still reading the McCullers biography, and re-reading Linda Hirshman's manifesto, Get To Work. It's a concise but powerful read.
I'm listening to a lot of oldies lately, like Skeeter Davis, Kitty Wells, the Ronettes, and early Stevie Wonder.
Some of the SGNY folks got together and we had tapas and saw Grindhouse on the big screen. I had a blast, and then Saturday hung out for a going away party. This weekend I met so many nice people, and I got to see some friends I hadn't seen in a while. I had a little man drama, but it didn't ruin anything for me. It just reinforced that I made the right decision when I withdrew. Drunken stalkers are not sexy, despite what you may have heard.
I had a lovely weekend until a little mouse flashed into my room last night and kept me up all night with his squeaking (and his proximity...yuck!). I gutted my room and the landlady set a trap for the little fucker. I know it's cold but I'm not cool with sharing my room with vermin.
Work is as satisfying/challenging as ever. I had a horrible cold last week and made some very minor but careless mistakes while on a course of meds. I totally redeemed myself this weekend, though, because we were superbusy and I handled our neediest, craziest clients for the doctors (they were so grateful). I need to become what I was at my old job: the doctors' favorite go-to person. I guess with the economy the way it is everyone must feel the pressure to do well at work. Jobs are precious these days, and I'm very appreciative of mine.
So, moving to a new city, starting a new job, and creating a new life for myself have been great, but what really changed my life recently was my first ever Brazilian bikini wax. Holy shit!
I always thought it was stupid when women talked about becoming addicted, but I'm converted. I was riding the endorphin high for hours, as if I'd been tattooed or pierced. I'll be eating ramen for weeks but dammit, I will go back to that nice little Indian lady and get my wax every month.
Still reading the McCullers biography, and re-reading Linda Hirshman's manifesto, Get To Work. It's a concise but powerful read.
I'm listening to a lot of oldies lately, like Skeeter Davis, Kitty Wells, the Ronettes, and early Stevie Wonder.
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kentclark:
Wait--I thought all your waxes were, by default, Brazilian....
bateco3:
who needs good food when u got a nice wax? get guys to pay for meals now. lol