Friday, July 10, 2009

Fourth of July

The day started off as any other. I woke up at 11a since that's what I do now (sleep in). I went to the gym for a nice invigorating 5 mile run. I had to rush it b/c we were having Brook's First Year birthday party at out place and I was in charge of procuring the crudites. Brook is Jack's goddaughter and the kid of Lydia (black) and Jack Beatle (white alcoholic who watched my masturbate with my chrome vibrator once).
I rushed to do my part for her big day. Prior to this, Johnny Kitchens and I had decided to hang out since we didn't have any plans for the Fourth.
JK and I had started texting after he attended my graduation party. Matter of fact, Rattana, Carl and I had gone to Brooklyn to kick it with Johnny at his BBQ. We had a blast to say the least.
JK came over to Book's party as did the Ratt (aka Bouncy Bouncy). So random. Everyone thought he and I were together. Funny. At one point, he did ask me to sit on his lap. Who am I to say "No?"
Later on, I get a text from new gay friends who I met on Gay Day. I love them! They were having a gay party. Of course we had to go. The gays have the good stuff. So we packed up and headed to E77th!! HOLY SHIT! Yeah. I went.
Whilst there, JK and I totally made out. I told him that he and I were going to have the sex. He said "Ok but no dating." I was like "Whatever."
The night was going swimmingly until around 9p. Up til to then, I was for sure going to nail JK. Then I saw that text message. Josh..."Fuck! Why can't I stop thinking about fucking you?" What more could a girl ask for?! So romantic and charming. I told him to come to this party ASAP. I had just "gotten down to business" with a lil' smthg smthgs. Josh rushed up. From that moment on, I don't think I even talked to Johnny Kitchens. Horrible I know.
Josh and I bounced at around 1:00a. I went go into details. Let's just say my elbow, shoulder and wrist were fucked for two-three days. The interesting point of this story is what happened whilst we were together. It slipped out of my mouth. I love you. His response was, "I love you too." We even talked about getting back together.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Philly...I Don't Know About This

I was in Philly (the 'Illy) not just Tuesday but also Wednesday. UGH!! Do you have any idea what's it's like to get up at 5:30a then again at 6:00a two days in a row?
Well I got down there primarily b/c I had an interview with this inpatient drug rehab spot in Chester PA. Chester PA in case you aren't aware is where my Doctoral program will be next year. Matter of fact, this rehab place is right across the street from Widener campus.
Anyway so b/c I was going anyway I set up a bunch of places to see.
I get to 'Illy and head to the first spot. It's on 48th and Walnut. Close to my class and not too far from the "subway." The neighborhood was less than desirable. Not like I'm going to get murder-raped just that it isn't pretty, like the West Village. It's in University City which I'm going to pretend is a "transitional neighborhood." I didn't see a grocery store or a Starbucks...hell! I didn't even see a bar! What I did see was a high school right across the street and some bodegas. It's Bed-Stuy (I imagine. I've only been to Bed-Stuy once...no twice. Thanks Benny and Adam).
The real estate lady walked up and we entered the abode. She opened the door and my first internal reaction was "HOLY SHIT! This is cute!" I totally started placing where the furniture would go. Let me describe it to you:
When you walk in, you see one room (it is a studio after all). You see the shiny hardwood floors. You see the light coming through the windows (it's on the 3rd floor of an elevator building). To your right, you see the kitchen. I walked in and said hello to the man cleaning the new electric stove. "Hello man." The kitchen is bright and sunny. There's room for a table and chairs! People can actually hang out with me in the kitchen whilst I cook. Back to the main space...
...I walk over to see the bathroom which is the left of the entrance. There's a nook by the bathroom. I can set up a desk and laptop and make myself a computer nook. UNREAL! That bathroom is a decent size (bigger than what I have now) and with a tub, not that I'm a "bath girl." There is adequate closet space. There is room for my bed, my two and a half wardrobes. my nightstand, drawer, core ball, and Cassan, our green street chair!!! $600 a month excluding electric and cable.
I saw three more places that day. CARPETED!
The interview went well.
Headed back to NY. Went to bed. Woke up and headed back to Philly to look at more places. I was desperate to get this shit D.O.N.E.
I saw some more places in Center City (aka Downtown). There weren't pricey but the layouts were off and they all had carpet. Not sure why people in the 'Illy opt for carpet over hardwood. The carpet honestly made the spaces look smaller. Is that even possible? Anyway, I was sold on the very first place I saw.
Well...no one mentioned that you can't use personal checks. I scrambled for two hours trying to get $650 to put down a security deposit only to find out that b/c I was using my card in Philly and tried to take out more money than I was allowed at an ATM, WaMu blocked my card from use. The customer service person I spoke FAILED to mention this therefore I couldn't use my card at all while I was in Philly. It wasn't until I hopped on a train back to NY and was speaking to WaMu that I was told the truth. DICKS!
Anyway got the word today that I got the apartment. HOLLER!