Most of the time my post and my song match up. Like there was somthing about that song that made me want to write a post. But not this time. This time the song just needed to be posted. And I was due to write a blip. So...I am working 2 jobs now. I have my regular 8-5 job and my new nights/weekend job at Bryant Park holiday market. We sell and personalize overpriced ornaments to tourists and I love it. I like the girls I work with, I love flirting with tourists (I love the Spaniards bc they're the nice-dressed, beautiful ones, not that Eurotrash smoking ones) and I love being creative with my handwriting and paint pens. We also personalize piggy banks (do you know how piggy banks started? Basically there's a clay called pygg clay.) So I'm tired. Really tired but I'm getting used to it and I'm loving the money I'm making. It's so nice not to worry about money every single day. I can buy a coffee if I want one. I can get lunch if I want. I can buy a new sweater if I feel like it. And you know how I like to do what I want. So it's great. I'm hoping to get another part time job after this one ends in January.
Seems like I'll be having lots of visitors in the next couple months. Laura and Andrew are coming pre-Thankgiving. (I'm staying in NY for Turkey day...working...movie going.) Then mom's coming after Christmas. Then Toni's coming in January! I'm so excited. I'm also pretty freakin' excited to go home. I'll be in CA 12/18 to 12/27. Holla!
Empire State of Mind
I've started this post like 5 times. (Could I have typed that without "like?" Yeah, but it wouldn't be true-to-Anna.) I must be under the impression you guys are as eager to read what I have to say right now as I am to type and publish it.
Anyway I was super sick three weeks ago. Like was sleeping 20 hrs a day and couldn't breathe/eat normally. It's cool. I survived. I called Grandma and got her albondigas recipe and it really pulled me through. I kinda wanna say it was swine flu just to top that with "I beat it."
(old stuff) So the Yankees are playing in some big game today and I've been a bigger baseball fan these last few weeks than I have in my whole life. For a while I was thinking I could really get into it (mostly because I liked how much they showed ARod on camera) but then I watched some football last weekend and decided that baseball doesn't have enough contact for me.
I've always thought I'd love to put on some pads and hit someone. I mean I am a huge sissy and cried when Andrew tried to teach me snowboarding but I could really use a good throwdown sometimes and football seems great. This may surprise you but I'm pretty emotional and most days I'd trade my crying habit for some painful physical contact. Maybe I should just blast some music and run into tourists.
Anyway I was super sick three weeks ago. Like was sleeping 20 hrs a day and couldn't breathe/eat normally. It's cool. I survived. I called Grandma and got her albondigas recipe and it really pulled me through. I kinda wanna say it was swine flu just to top that with "I beat it."
(old stuff) So the Yankees are playing in some big game today and I've been a bigger baseball fan these last few weeks than I have in my whole life. For a while I was thinking I could really get into it (mostly because I liked how much they showed ARod on camera) but then I watched some football last weekend and decided that baseball doesn't have enough contact for me.
I've always thought I'd love to put on some pads and hit someone. I mean I am a huge sissy and cried when Andrew tried to teach me snowboarding but I could really use a good throwdown sometimes and football seems great. This may surprise you but I'm pretty emotional and most days I'd trade my crying habit for some painful physical contact. Maybe I should just blast some music and run into tourists.
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