Tuesday, November 19, 2002
Back at work having had quite the long weekend.
Was out yesterday due to the migraine from hell. It's still not completely gone, but I can feel it dissipating with each minute. I spent 48 hours laying in bed holding my head. It was the most fun. NO! The most fun was when I was waiting for the subway yesterday...
I was standing there, nautious as fuck, when suddenly a burp of vomit came into my mouth and spewed onto my nice work pants. I was mortified and when two nice ladies asked me if I was okay. I screamed "I'm FINE! I'M FINE!!!!" and ran away as fast as possible. Back to bed I went.
Saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding this weekend. It was pretty good. Not what I expected and not nearly as entertaining as I thought it would be. But glad I saw it! Now I never have to again! :-D
Other than that the weekend was pretty snores. Kelly, Rita and I got blasted in our apartment on Saturday night and that's always fun.
Paul has decided to definitly take the East Village apartment and will be moving in on December 1st as planned. That is one week from Sunday! It is actually happening! I have to admit, when I think about it I get very happy inside. It is like the best thing to happen since pizza with bleu cheese. Two years of waiting...and now 10 more days until it is a reality!
I have yet to see the apartment, but for the amount of money they spent on it, I know it will be beautiful. I was told that it is very small as most village apartments are, but as long as he is happy, I am happy.
I am not going to be able to go home for Thanksgiving due to my new job at the Gap. It will be my first Thanksgiving not in my house in Albany, which is weird and makes me sad. I mentioned this to my parents last week and my mom said that they were going to try to figure things out so that we could do Thanksgiving at my house in NYC. That made me feel so good. Then I come into work today to get an email from my dad that says:
"Not having you home for Thanksgiving is a real downer for all of us, but it is really not surprising with a retail job...no way you'd get out of Black Friday tho I did think you could get home Weds and head back Thurs evening...but you gotta do what you gotta do..."
Does this mean that they AREN'T coming down for the holiday? If so, that was a pretty shitty way of telling me. Whatever. I'm not going to think about it. Worst case scenario, I rent movies and watch them in the house alone. Fine with me. Kelly invited me to go to dinner with her family, but I really don't want to do that. I absolutely adore her family. They are the best. But spending the holiday with anyone other than Paul or my family is not something I want to do. I don't know. It sucks, but I have dealt with it and it will be fine. My brother will be spending his birthday and Thanksgiving stuck out in a marsh with nothing to eat, but military food and water. If he can suffer through this holiday in the freezing rain, I can surely suck it up in my warm apartment. Right?
Right.
And maybe I am wrong. Maybe they are still planning on coming down. Who knows.
I have training at the Gap tonight from 5-9pm. Last thing I want to do on the planet is go to the fucking Gap from 5-9pm.
Once I am there I will be glad that I went. Gets me out of the house and will definitly give me the chance to meet some new people. Not that I am concerned with that. I like having 4 friends in NYC. It pretty much....
yeah it sucks.
Alright...this journal is pissing me off today. It's like everything I write is reminding me what a frustrating existence I have.
Maybe that's my cue to sign off.
Will be back when I am more ready to take on some of the issues mentioned in this entry.
Was out yesterday due to the migraine from hell. It's still not completely gone, but I can feel it dissipating with each minute. I spent 48 hours laying in bed holding my head. It was the most fun. NO! The most fun was when I was waiting for the subway yesterday...
I was standing there, nautious as fuck, when suddenly a burp of vomit came into my mouth and spewed onto my nice work pants. I was mortified and when two nice ladies asked me if I was okay. I screamed "I'm FINE! I'M FINE!!!!" and ran away as fast as possible. Back to bed I went.
Saw My Big Fat Greek Wedding this weekend. It was pretty good. Not what I expected and not nearly as entertaining as I thought it would be. But glad I saw it! Now I never have to again! :-D
Other than that the weekend was pretty snores. Kelly, Rita and I got blasted in our apartment on Saturday night and that's always fun.
Paul has decided to definitly take the East Village apartment and will be moving in on December 1st as planned. That is one week from Sunday! It is actually happening! I have to admit, when I think about it I get very happy inside. It is like the best thing to happen since pizza with bleu cheese. Two years of waiting...and now 10 more days until it is a reality!
I have yet to see the apartment, but for the amount of money they spent on it, I know it will be beautiful. I was told that it is very small as most village apartments are, but as long as he is happy, I am happy.
I am not going to be able to go home for Thanksgiving due to my new job at the Gap. It will be my first Thanksgiving not in my house in Albany, which is weird and makes me sad. I mentioned this to my parents last week and my mom said that they were going to try to figure things out so that we could do Thanksgiving at my house in NYC. That made me feel so good. Then I come into work today to get an email from my dad that says:
"Not having you home for Thanksgiving is a real downer for all of us, but it is really not surprising with a retail job...no way you'd get out of Black Friday tho I did think you could get home Weds and head back Thurs evening...but you gotta do what you gotta do..."
Does this mean that they AREN'T coming down for the holiday? If so, that was a pretty shitty way of telling me. Whatever. I'm not going to think about it. Worst case scenario, I rent movies and watch them in the house alone. Fine with me. Kelly invited me to go to dinner with her family, but I really don't want to do that. I absolutely adore her family. They are the best. But spending the holiday with anyone other than Paul or my family is not something I want to do. I don't know. It sucks, but I have dealt with it and it will be fine. My brother will be spending his birthday and Thanksgiving stuck out in a marsh with nothing to eat, but military food and water. If he can suffer through this holiday in the freezing rain, I can surely suck it up in my warm apartment. Right?
Right.
And maybe I am wrong. Maybe they are still planning on coming down. Who knows.
I have training at the Gap tonight from 5-9pm. Last thing I want to do on the planet is go to the fucking Gap from 5-9pm.
Once I am there I will be glad that I went. Gets me out of the house and will definitly give me the chance to meet some new people. Not that I am concerned with that. I like having 4 friends in NYC. It pretty much....
yeah it sucks.
Alright...this journal is pissing me off today. It's like everything I write is reminding me what a frustrating existence I have.
Maybe that's my cue to sign off.
Will be back when I am more ready to take on some of the issues mentioned in this entry.
