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1/20/2006 It's killing me not to have internet. I'm at a Starbucks right now, but I can't seem to pick up any wireless, so that idea is out. I think I'll stop on my way home at an internet cafe on my street and see if I can plug my laptop in there. Otherwise, I'll just use one of their computers. So I've been here exactly a week. It's gone by pretty fast. My memory is ridiculously bad (as most anyone who actually reads this will already know), but I'm going to try and write down everything important that's happened since I got here. Last Thursday, my parents and I got up at the lovely hour of 4:30 am and left the house around 5:45 for Birmingham. When we got there and parked the car and walked in, Charlie was there waiting for us, which made me very happy. ^_^ He gave me my last Christmas present before I left, which was a little stuffed moogle (which I love) and which the new cat likes to steal from my room and play with. We checked me in at Southwest for my flight to Chicago and then went and got coffee. We didn't have a whole lot of time to kill before I had to go through security, but we talked for a little while. Mom took pictures, of course. I notice that she emailed me the ones of me and Charlie and with dad, but none with her. Which isn't terribly surprising because she hates pictures of herself. But the ones she did send me were kind of cute. Anyway, it was hard not to cry as I left, but I didn't want to be sobbing my way through security, so I held it in as best I could. Almost lost it a couple of times waiting for my flight, though. After that it got better. I slept (dozed) most of the way to Chicago, and then had a perfect layover. Just enough time to eat something and check in for the next flight. Not at all like my 12-hour layover from hell in Germany. Each flight was only an hour and a half. When I landed in New York, Liz picked me up at baggage claim and drove me around our neighborhood to show me places and then to my apartment. I picked up my key from the bar downstairs and we took my stuff up. We accidentally went into the wrong apartment though... The first door we tried (which WAS my apartment) didn't seem to like the key, so we tried the other one, and for some reason the idiot who lives there left his door unlocked, so we though the key had worked. But he was home, and we figured out what happened... He was very paranoid though. He had us try our key on his door twice and then tried his key on our door... it was weird. I just wanted to say, look, you left your door unlocked, retard. My key doesn't work on your door! But I didn't. We finally got my door open and went inside. It's a cute little apartment and my room is bigger than I expected. Eleven feet square. That night, I had to meet Ellie and her friends in the city for dinner (because it was Ellie's birthday), so she gave me instructions on which subway stop to get off at, and I, of course, fucked it up. Got off a couple stops early and had to go back and blahblahblah. I found her eventually and she walked me to the restaurant (Topaz Thai). Ridiculously small but pretty good. It was a good dinner, but I didn't talk much. I think they were concerned that I wasn't having any fun, but really, I was just in my listening mode. Trying to get a feel for them. They're very nice. We went to a Starbucks across the street afterwards and broke out the cupcakes Ellie's mom had ordered for her. Very rich... but good. And then I went home. Next day, I think Liz and her fiance took me to Ikea (I mean I know they did, I just THINK it was that day). I bought a bookcase and a desk and chair for $200. Day after that I bought a full-size bed for $400. So my room is shaping up. I don't have a closet, though, so I need to buy a wardrobe. But then I'll be set. Liz has taken really excellent care of me since I got here. I probably would have died without her. ^_^ Anyway. Day after that (Saturday) I don't remember what I did during the day. But that night I went to Ellie's birthday party at her apartment which was like a mini high school reunion. I saw Cyd and Starr and Matt... it was pretty amusing. Getting there was a nightmare because the R train which I usually take into the city was totally shut down at my stop (which explained the sounds of jack-hammering I'd heard underground all day), and I ended up having to go several stops in the opposite direction and switching trains to go back towards the city and then walking several blocks... it took me almost two hours, I think, but I got there. And fortunately, Matt lives in Astoria, too, so he was able to lead me home. On one day or another, whichever day it was that my bed was delivered (I don't really remember), I managed to lock myself out of my apartment. There's two doors downstairs (two different locks) and then my door upstairs. Someone rang my buzzer, and I thought it might be the bed people, and I don't have a way to buzz people in, so I went downstairs to check, leaving MY door unlocked so I could get back in, but forgetting that if I let the second door shut behind me, I'm stuck in the little foyer. Which I did. And there was no one there anyway. Fortunately, someone came down a few minutes later and disaster was averted... Sooo... since then, I've just been hanging out. Having dinner with Liz occasionally and Ellie is coming to see my apartment tonight. It's hard to stay busy or be productive without internet. I called the cable company yesterday and set up an installation appointment, but it won't be until next Thursday, the 26th. I think I'm going to start making daily trips to the internet cafe down the street. I'm dying. My Freecell games has dramatically improved, however. Brannon would be proud. That's all I can think of for now. I'm gonna finish my hot chocolate and walk towards home. Hopefully my new plan for the internet cafe will work out and I'll get to post this soon. I miss everybody at home and I love you! Note: that didn't work, but yay for random wireless piggybacking! posted 1:31 AM / post
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Oh, and that said, glad to see you're still alive! |