Yesterday, while I was in Queens on a shoot, my friend called me and asked me if I would like to go see the Dropkick Murphy's. Of course I said yes. The last time I saw them was about six years ago, in Columbus, OH with my best friend Sarah and I think Johnny? They played at this place called Bernies on High Street. Good times.
This time I got on the train and headed downtown to meet Eric and then we hopped the train to Penn Station and took a train out to Montclair, NJ and walked to the WellMont theater. It was a really awesome show, I truly had a great time. It was really hot in the venue, so I ended up standing way in the back at the end of the show so I would not pass out. I am surprised that their fan base seems to be largely made up of teenage girls who are punch drunk. I came in my work clothing, and some of the people at the show were giving me sideways glances as if to say "What are you doing here, professional lady?" It was nice in a complimentary kind of way.
After the show, we went to Eric's friend Jessica's place and watched "Eating Raool" which is now my favorite movie, and spend the night.
In the morning, we got up and we were overwhelmed by the snow, or at least I was. We had to walk to the train and I almost face planted several times. Luckily, I have cat-like reflexes and I was able to stay vertical.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Where has February gone?
Seriously, I always feel like I blink my eyes at the beginning of February and then it's March.
I AM DEFINITELY SINGLE, EVERYBODY!! WOOOOOO
Guy broke up with me on Saturday, has still been texting me, for reasons unknown to me. I asked him if he just wanted me to be on standby for a booty call and he said no, that that was gross. So I'm still unclear of his motives.
Every time I tell myself I am going to stay single for a while, it never works out for me. I love relationships too much, I love love, I love the process of falling into love. And I have also gotten a bit older, and with this age comes the wisdom to not have rebound relationships. Maybe I am becoming a curmudgeon, but I don't really care. My interest in purely sexual flings as severely waned. Now I am only interested in being intimate with whomever it is I call my boyfriend, provided we are in a committed relationship.
Did I just say all that? Wow. I have seriously got some respect for myself now!
In other news, the exterminator just got here.
That's not really what I was going to write there, but he just knocked on the door and I let him in.
So.
In other news, everyone and their mother is canceling modeling jobs on me. And it is getting really stressful.
I am still waiting to hear back from the Rusk Institute so that I can start my vocational evaluation. They said they would be calling me in about a month, well it has been about a month people, let's get the ball rolling.
What else??
I'm going to be on Showtime again. Details to follow!
I AM DEFINITELY SINGLE, EVERYBODY!! WOOOOOO
Guy broke up with me on Saturday, has still been texting me, for reasons unknown to me. I asked him if he just wanted me to be on standby for a booty call and he said no, that that was gross. So I'm still unclear of his motives.
Every time I tell myself I am going to stay single for a while, it never works out for me. I love relationships too much, I love love, I love the process of falling into love. And I have also gotten a bit older, and with this age comes the wisdom to not have rebound relationships. Maybe I am becoming a curmudgeon, but I don't really care. My interest in purely sexual flings as severely waned. Now I am only interested in being intimate with whomever it is I call my boyfriend, provided we are in a committed relationship.
Did I just say all that? Wow. I have seriously got some respect for myself now!
In other news, the exterminator just got here.
That's not really what I was going to write there, but he just knocked on the door and I let him in.
So.
In other news, everyone and their mother is canceling modeling jobs on me. And it is getting really stressful.
I am still waiting to hear back from the Rusk Institute so that I can start my vocational evaluation. They said they would be calling me in about a month, well it has been about a month people, let's get the ball rolling.
What else??
I'm going to be on Showtime again. Details to follow!
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
the remote
I just tried to turn on the t.v. In my apartment, you have to take the remote control, press the "on/off" button, wait for all the lights to stop blinking and then press "power." This turns on the t.v. but sometimes does not turn on the cable box, so then you have to press the little "cbl" button and then press the "power" button again.
And then you have to press "guide" and you can look through the channels. If you press the "menu" button you can see a list of options and one of the options is the "DVR Show List" where you can see a list of shows that were taped on the DVR, and you can click on one of those and watch it.
And all because of this, I feel like all those people who say "get off the couch and turn the channels manually, you will burn more calories that way" can bite me.
And then you have to press "guide" and you can look through the channels. If you press the "menu" button you can see a list of options and one of the options is the "DVR Show List" where you can see a list of shows that were taped on the DVR, and you can click on one of those and watch it.
And all because of this, I feel like all those people who say "get off the couch and turn the channels manually, you will burn more calories that way" can bite me.
Friday, February 5, 2010
Watering eyes
My eyes are watering profusely, out of both sides of my eyes. I would say that I am crying, but I don't know what I am sad about. I think my eyes are just washing away all the debris and protein that are left over from me sleeping in this last pair of contacts one too many times. Yup. Today is a glasses wearing day.
I have to poop really badly and one of my roommates is in the shower.
Yes, I really did want to share that with all of you because living with roommates can be a pain sometimes for this very reason.
My cell phone is off and I have decided that I do not want to turn it on today. Sometimes you just need a day or so to detach from the world of calls and texts and further demands on your time that a cell phone brings, so my intention for today is to leave it at home, and to come back late in the evening so there is no way that I can turn it on.
I am still old enough to be in one of the last generations to remember what it was like not to have a cell phone or a computer. Does anyone remember those days? The days when I had 10 plus family and friends phone numbers memorized in my head, that I could recall instantly without giving much thought?
Now, I am lucky if I remember my own mother's cell phone number. Thank God I have it saved in my phone, otherwise I would not be able to call her.
It was nice to be able to go out after school with friends and not have to worry about your mother or father harassing you about your whereabouts and when you think you might be home. Ah, the good old days. I can just see myself now, when I am old and wise yelling at the newest generation of teenagers and saying:
"Now, you young whippersnappers can speak telepathically to each other, when I was your age, we had these things called cell phones and we had to physically dial them and hold them to our ears and we had to carry them around everywhere we went! You have it easy! All you do is think a thought in your head and send it over to your friend and violá! You are at the movies! Isn't that so easy?! Well, not in MY day. In my day you had to take out your phone, and sometimes you would have to open it up, and then you would have to look through your contacts because you can't remember the number for the life of you, and then you would find the right contact number and then you would have to press send and wait for the ringer, and then it would ring a few times and then your friend would pick up and then you would be able to make plans for the movies. Sometimes, we would have to leave what's called a voicemail, it's a recording that is meant for the person to hear later. BUT YOU KIDS DON'T HAVE TO BOTHER WITH VOICEMAIL, DO YOU?
And then I would mutter: "Ungrateful brats" under my breath and think they don't know how good they have it, and how HARD it was in my day.
Yup, I can just see it now.
I have to poop really badly and one of my roommates is in the shower.
Yes, I really did want to share that with all of you because living with roommates can be a pain sometimes for this very reason.
My cell phone is off and I have decided that I do not want to turn it on today. Sometimes you just need a day or so to detach from the world of calls and texts and further demands on your time that a cell phone brings, so my intention for today is to leave it at home, and to come back late in the evening so there is no way that I can turn it on.
I am still old enough to be in one of the last generations to remember what it was like not to have a cell phone or a computer. Does anyone remember those days? The days when I had 10 plus family and friends phone numbers memorized in my head, that I could recall instantly without giving much thought?
Now, I am lucky if I remember my own mother's cell phone number. Thank God I have it saved in my phone, otherwise I would not be able to call her.
It was nice to be able to go out after school with friends and not have to worry about your mother or father harassing you about your whereabouts and when you think you might be home. Ah, the good old days. I can just see myself now, when I am old and wise yelling at the newest generation of teenagers and saying:
"Now, you young whippersnappers can speak telepathically to each other, when I was your age, we had these things called cell phones and we had to physically dial them and hold them to our ears and we had to carry them around everywhere we went! You have it easy! All you do is think a thought in your head and send it over to your friend and violá! You are at the movies! Isn't that so easy?! Well, not in MY day. In my day you had to take out your phone, and sometimes you would have to open it up, and then you would have to look through your contacts because you can't remember the number for the life of you, and then you would find the right contact number and then you would have to press send and wait for the ringer, and then it would ring a few times and then your friend would pick up and then you would be able to make plans for the movies. Sometimes, we would have to leave what's called a voicemail, it's a recording that is meant for the person to hear later. BUT YOU KIDS DON'T HAVE TO BOTHER WITH VOICEMAIL, DO YOU?
And then I would mutter: "Ungrateful brats" under my breath and think they don't know how good they have it, and how HARD it was in my day.
Yup, I can just see it now.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Sending out an S.O.S.
Sleep, she eludes me.
I got home last night around 2AM and fell into a fitful sleep by 3AM. It is now 8AM and I have been awake since 6:54AM. This is not good. Not good. I have a follow up interview today at 3PM so I really need to appear coherent.
I have a lot of things on my mind, but I prefer not to go into too great a detail here, because lord knows who reads my blog. I already have 18 followers (love you!) so that means lots more people come and look at this blog daily and I have a few friends who complain when I take too long to update - which I am not complaining about! - it just makes me wonder just how popular this blog is.
So I am sending out an S.O.S if you know my number, you should call me today before 2PM or after 4PM because I need to vent. I promise to listen to your issues too, but I realize that I have not reached out for a good listener lately and I could really use a shoulder to cry on right about now (and by shoulder to cry on, I mean vent to your ear verbally over the phone from beneath my covers in my cozy bed).
On another note, I was just on facebook and you know how on facebook on the right side of your page it has the "people you may know" tool? well recently it has been coming up with people who I knew from high school. And you know what? ALL OF THEM HAVE BABIES.
WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO?
I do not know what I would do with a little Méla right now. I would probably resent her or him for getting in the way of my education and travel plans. See? This is already not good. Sorry little Méla, you are going to have to wait several more years for your grand debut into being, and I know it will be a fabulous one!
On another other note, I wish it were Friday.
I got home last night around 2AM and fell into a fitful sleep by 3AM. It is now 8AM and I have been awake since 6:54AM. This is not good. Not good. I have a follow up interview today at 3PM so I really need to appear coherent.
I have a lot of things on my mind, but I prefer not to go into too great a detail here, because lord knows who reads my blog. I already have 18 followers (love you!) so that means lots more people come and look at this blog daily and I have a few friends who complain when I take too long to update - which I am not complaining about! - it just makes me wonder just how popular this blog is.
So I am sending out an S.O.S if you know my number, you should call me today before 2PM or after 4PM because I need to vent. I promise to listen to your issues too, but I realize that I have not reached out for a good listener lately and I could really use a shoulder to cry on right about now (and by shoulder to cry on, I mean vent to your ear verbally over the phone from beneath my covers in my cozy bed).
On another note, I was just on facebook and you know how on facebook on the right side of your page it has the "people you may know" tool? well recently it has been coming up with people who I knew from high school. And you know what? ALL OF THEM HAVE BABIES.
WHAT IS THE WORLD COMING TO?
I do not know what I would do with a little Méla right now. I would probably resent her or him for getting in the way of my education and travel plans. See? This is already not good. Sorry little Méla, you are going to have to wait several more years for your grand debut into being, and I know it will be a fabulous one!
On another other note, I wish it were Friday.
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