3weekslaundry

Meh. I don’t really want to bring my laundry to the laundry mat. It’s my only day off and I don’t know how I want to spend it. Boo.

So my year is up at my job and I’d like to move on. My ultimate would be to travel for a year and stage at restaurants for 1-2 months. Oh the experience! I even found a travel buddy. He is apparently a trust fund baby so I don’t have to worry about him bailing because of $$.

I need to figure out how much longer I can handle being at my job. It is dramaX984367. Seriously. But if I don’t stay for 6 months then where do I work? What do I want to do? I need income.

So trust fund baby and I need to plan out where we want to go, how long, guestimate how much we need in total for ferry rides, train rides, hostels, food, winter clothing, fun, socks, cell phone bills for our iphones, postcards to send home, batteries for the thousands of pictures we’ll take.. I need to sublet my apt. Finding a chill/non-crazy person that is cool.

 

What a process. Or we can just fucking wing it. I like this idea, though I have been brought up to have a plan and 17 back up plans.. I feel sometimes in life you can’t plan shit.. just do it. It just happens eh?

oy vey.

 

-r

isgooglingthemenyoumeetSTRANGE?

Would you find it odd/creepy if the person you are dating or whatever had googled you?

I never thought of doing it until someone whos fond of that research technique exposed me.

It’s rather fun to be quite honest. The things you may find. Pictures, webshots, blogs, etc. Sites they belong to. Possible articles done on them.

But is it wrong? Is it considered prying? Dishonest in a way? Sure it’s sneaky, but whats the harm eh?

 

-r

crossingthelinewithyourpalsbartenderOOPSIEDOO

Ok, this seems semi-silly but, serious at the same time.

My buddy here in NY is just lovely. She is much older than I and we surprisingly get along very well. I consider her one of my great friends and look up to her.

She has a handful of bartenders that she’s known forever and that are pretty much hers. I’ve never wanted to go to her bars unless she was the one opting to go.

Now is it crossing the line when you exchange numbers with her bartender? I mean, it could go either way, one being–hey friends through mutual friends or of that sort [although chances are that hes not giving you his # for just a friend eh?] or the other being this exchange has caused things to get awkward betwixt the two.. thus her never returning and losing a good bartender because her friend/bartender made that move.

It’s kind of like territory. So is that fair grounds?

-r

facebook+walletslost

I went out 2 weeks ago. I decided to go to a bar by myself and just relax. Well, death co. seems to be a happenin’ place and so the guy at the door said to leave my name and number and he’d call me when a seat at the bar opened up. Lovely.

I go to an Irish pub a few blocks away and wait. Ringring. I go out to to death and it starts pouring cats and dogs. Terrible. Get there soaked. Drink delicious cocktails[*****], leave a bit drunk since I hadn’t eaten much that day.

Shouldhave gone home, but instead it was about 1230 and my coworkers were getting out of work, so it being my Friday night I stayed out. Long story short.. Was fucking loaded and lost my wallet. I got in a cab and decided to be semi-smart and see how much cash I had. Luckily I realized early on that I didn’t have my wallet. But, I did have my metro card. I tell the cabbie, sorry man, blahblahblah. drops me off asap, and I don’t know how I did it, but I found a train that went to my apt, ended up passing out and missed my stop. Get off at the next stop and don’t know where the fuck I am. It’s 330 and I’m loaded, lost and now running like a gazelle to get home.

Side note: Running when you’re drunk is  a m a z i n g . You can run so fast and so easily it’s awesome. I’m not a puker so for me, I can book it. OH and I had to pee like a racehorse, which may have been the enabler.

So I finally got home some how, strip down to nothing and jump into bed. I awake to my roommate getting ready for work, my door is open so the ac air can come in and with the covers half off! ah. That’s a tad embarrassing.

1pm comes, I get an email saying someone messaged me on facebook.. It read, ‘Did you lose your wallet?’

AHHH, Yes!!! So facebook is amazing for finding people when they lose their wallet.

 

-r

EVOLve

EVOLve

do it. such clarity.

 

-r

damnGIRL

So I must say, I can wear a fedora like it’s my fucking job. I look so damn good in them. All I do is get compliments like 6x times a day, [well the days I wear one. ]

Now if only I could pull off my red<3sox hat in the NYC streets. Ha. Got brass knuckles?

 

-r

Ineedahammocktomakeoutin

..or just an irresistible guy with strong hands to make out with, maybe in one of those chairs that are like balls and cushioned inside. mmmmm. i miss snuggling. i miss holding hands. tracing skin. hearing their heartbeat. hands through hair. kissing ears. legs tangled up.

 

damn.

 

-r

d’artLOTTO::auctions

Okay gals and pals. If you like art, there is this amazing woman who is on youtube. Her name is Val, ‘Valsdiary’ she basically posts once a week and does a painting and shows the process and what her inspiration was.. and then auctions is off to you guys!

All you do is email her your offer and wait a week to find out if you’ve won! I am one of those winners. Such a good feeling. You can see what I had to have here at 1:30. Gorgeous, eh.

You can view some past paintings and other awesome things on her website.

And if you are signed up to youtube and subscribe to her, once a week she does an art lotto and throws a dart at all the names that are subscribed to her and if it lands on your name, you win a prize! Painting, video, something cool I’m sure.

Or, you can pose for tasteful nude art..

-r

curfews??

I have at least 2 gal pals who have significant others. One has a fiance, the other just a boyfriend. The gentlemen have given these girls curfews.

What the shit is wrong with this picture?

My engaged friend says she gives him a curfew as well. I mean, if both people have the same intent and understanding of whatever it is they are doing then, hey fine. I mean he has to tell her where he’s going and who he’s going to be with–so on and so fourth. If he doesn’t, that’s the end of the relationship.

I suppose I can accept that last sentence, just because if you  guys have plans to spend the rest of your lives together, trust is a big issue. He shouldn’t have anything to hide, albeit–should have no problem giving such information away without being asked to do so.

 

The other girl on the other hand– holy fuck. Her cellphone had died and so she used my friend’s cell to touch base with the boytoy. She’s 19–turning 20 in a couple months. He’s 22. He then proceeded to call her about 5 minutes after she called him. Then she called him again. Then he called her 5 frickin times when she went to use the restroom.  W h a t   t  h e   f u c k   i s   s o   u r g e n t ?  I was about to flip. She called him back. Then he called her again. She told us she had to go home.  Ok? fine. He calls again! She’s like ‘yes I’m leaving, yes I am!’ Like are you kidding me? He called for her 5 more times after she had left. Over and over and over and over and over again. psycho.

It made me upset.

 

-r

houserules

I met a woman on a boozesailboatcruise, and she had just published a memoir, House Rules. Rachel Sontag.

It is a very frustrating book only because I can completely relate to the story. Her father. His control. The walls that were put up. The trust issues that were born. It just brought me back to a sense of confinement, jail and claustrophobia. That need to escape.

Other than that, Great read. I found her on facebook and messaged her saying you owe me a signage lady. she had promised on the boat. So there.

 

-r