Well, here I am!

So I have been so busy starting two new classes, finding things for my new apartment, moving in to my apartment that I never really finished my whole finding an apartment story. So I'll give it to you short and sweet. In true fairy-tale style the third apartment I looked at ended up to be the one. It's a great neighborhood, near parks and all kinds of stores and restaurants and bars and people that I have yet to think are anything other than normal. Four bedrooms with smarty pants Columbia grad students, me being the "professional" because I have a full time day job... hilarious in a word, that I am the professional in this scenario. So two weeks later and two minivans full of my life later, here I am sitting in the piece of Manhattan I managed to carve out for myself. It's funny how so many people live on such a tiny island, it's really overwhelming to me -how many people live here that I have to force myself to stop thinking about everyone else and focus on myself, because otherwise I'd getting nothing done and just sit in a corner eating chocolate and watching Gilmore Girls till someone finds my bloated smelly body.

Moving on. It's only been two days and already I can't believe how much free time I have. I just don't know what to do with myself. I almost want to do absolutely nothing so I can remember what it feels like. I watch endless amounts of TV online and think of all the things I can do that are free, because I have no money until I get paid on Friday which, might I add, are very few during winter time when you feel like you might lose a finger from frostbite when you walk outside. So far, I've got: take a yoga class at Yoga to the People, watch TV online and eat everything in my fridge. This of course is idiotic because you will soon be hungry again and need to buy more groceries. Oh and there's always read a book. If only I belonged to a gym...or it was warm enough to run outside.. or I owned work out dvds... Then I could feel better about eating everything in my fridge. I guess the brainstorming session will need to continue. Until next time.

Sincerely,

Poor new New Yorker