May 21, 2014
I am home (for now). Hot damn I've missed my bed.
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I am home (for now). Hot damn I've missed my bed.
TYBG
I GOT GATORADE AT THE BALTIMORE STOP
Highlight OTD (6)
seeing the sunrise over manhattan. it was beautiful. glad it happened. also gray's for breakfast put me in an unbelievably good mood
Highlight OTD (4)
the weather today was literally so gorgeous, it was gloomy for too long
Highlight OTD (3)
Meeting Motz and introducing him to 2048
Day Four: (5/17/14)
8:40ish (E.S.T) - wake up, sun streaming through the windows
*dies of heat and frantically opens all the windows before I literally melt*
feed the cats while room cools and returns so sunkissed bed
(wishes everywhere wasn't full of cat dander because histamines)
10 - get up
get breakfast
>breakfast= taco from dos toros i didn't eat
read nyt (goal: get into habit of reading the newspaper)
cats are freaking out, go back to sun room
breakfast continues with netflix
shower, get dressed (i look mad cute, not gonna lie)
12:20 - leave apartment
die from how gorgeous the day is
walk to 72nd subway
feel myself getting darker
get off at York St, walk to work
it's such a beautiful day. i wish i was riding a bike
1:03 - get to work, *inner groan because i need to be in this building for the next 8 hours)
meets Abe!
sit at table with Abe and Sam. they say the BigApps people have been doing a great job managing. which means there is NOTHING for us to do
Sam's super cool
talk talk talk joke joke joke
i realize i'm how sarcastic i am
bored
Tom comes over, he's not as mean as i thought. just minorly grumpy. he has a weird undercut thing going on. it's wider than most and his hair itself isn't really that long. you do you
>lunch= roast beast and provolone sandwich + coke
bored
bored
read Fahrenheit 451
read
read
read
good thing Alec is coming later
bored
bored
Abe is Dominican and Egyptian
he graduated literally two days ago
he's trying to start a film production company Horus Media
he asks for my opinion on the logo he's workin on
Critique #1: i really dig the gold on black. sophisticated af.
I like Abe, we talk about books and Ayn Rand and film industry
bored
bored
everyone here is so poorly dressed. except for these two nice lookin guys working on the Iconyc project. the black guy is definitely gay, but the jury's still out on the white dude. he looks just like adam levine.
read
read
bored
go to lsd bathroom just to not be sitting anymore
holy shit it's only 3
Sam and Tom leave
i think i might die here
Critique #2: he's added some color to the top part. i think they need to be more cohesive colors so they can flow together. a gradient maybe?
bored bored bored
Sam might see a show tonight
I ask her a nose ring question, shes got a tiny dot
bored
read
"get water"
read
read
this book is really good
bored
bored
get coffee just to have purpose
bored
adam levine lookalke catches me staring at him and i look away quickly
i look back, he smiles!
triumph
read read bored read
noooooooo Alec can't come over tonight. more plans foiled.
Abe shows me howish to photoshop
Critique #3; the gold should be darker and the colors still need to be tied in better, good thing his artist friend's gonna take a look at it
he gets up to print
4 hours left
bored
bored
get more coffee
bored
he returns with not only his logo (make joke about him using all of the black ink) but also a friend
meet Miguel, he's funny
talk about Abe's trip to the DR he's planning, energy use, Jamaican parties, etc etc etc
we kill and hour and a half! TYBGC (thank you based good conversation)
read read read
i wonder if i could have a beer without getting into trouble....
(answer yes, but beer is gross)
when's dinner gonna get here? what's dinner gonna be?
reading. reading reading reading.
i might finish this book
thats not true, i'm not focused enough
good taste adolescent me (this was my fave book in middle school)
>dinner=margherita pizza, coke
read while eating (one of the most satisfying pasttimes)
bored bored bored
meet a small child
go to the presentations
this guy who desperately needs a makeover making, and smells like he just eats, literally eats, filters and all, cigarettes talks to me about the Apps. I tell him i actually work at the media center and he delves into questions i dont know the answers to about the place
clean up
help this guy from Niger give the BigApps people his info and give him info on the event and space. then give him subway directions without checking anything! triumph!
more cleaning
small child is having a blast.
help the BigApps people figure out what to do with all the extra pizza
me: well worst-case scenario, we just take them across the street. that apartment is just FILLED with hipster trash who would probably love free food.
problem solved
meet this guy who was born in Vietnam, raised in Paris, and now lives in the US, practice my french
talk to this guy who looks like a Skeet
pick raffle winners
get people out
Abe says I can go since it's 9:15 and I only had to be here till 9
*tries not to book it to the door* "you sure you don't need anything?"
"no, you're good" *sigh of relief. I get my stuff in record time.
this guy with a mystery accent asks me about transpo and i say he can subway and try to figure out his route.
him: how are you getting home?
me: subway, I transfer to the 1, 2, or 3.
him: oh perfect! I will follow you
me: sure, leggo
we walk out and his name is David and he's Israeli. He moved to NY 3 years ago and is an engineer.
speaks little french and asks how i know it
he speaks very quietly
asks if I like to eat (in french) me: "uh sure, i guess" him: tries to ask me to dinner but doesn't but doesn't know that much french so when i just say "what??" he drops it and i realize a minute later.
hooray.
we get on subway
he asks if i go clubbing, me: no cuz im broke and i don't have a fake and my friends who know which clubs don't card are all still in school (under 21 clubs are weird)
he runs off all of a sudden cuz he realizes an alternate route
cool, bro
help some tourists
10:15 finally get to 72nd, go grocery shopping because i can because new york
make friends with Derrick the cashier
10:45 - get back to apartment
i'm home alone!
feed cats
go to terrace and chill
wow i'm actually chilled. it's cold as balls
FINALLY WINS 2048!!!!!!!!!!!
*mario winning a level music plays in background*
snuggles in sunroom bed and looks at skyline
writing this shit up, netflix netflix netflix
sleep or to be continued...?
Day Three Part Two:
tap tap tap away on my laptop to look busy
smell mexican food
stomach turns a little bit from lack of sustenance
Zora's name is actually Zori.
she's "The Bulgarian"
ay dios mio i want mexican food
the Norway flag is not the one I thought
make dinner plans
its Norway's birthday tomorrow and Motz is gonna be home in time for breakfast champagne. Screw me.
fuck looking busy. start to play Beyonce 2048
i got talk to Tom and Sam. I like Sam, she seems very cool. Tom is the grumpiest motherfucker in the world. I have to be here from 1-9 tomorrow. *me and my plans die*
sulk back to desk
play Beyonce 2048
answer the phone, it's thrilling
play Beyonce 2048
introduce Motz to 2048
introduce Motz to Beyonce 2048
Motz makes fun of me
we're great chums
i'm basically an ambassador
we count down to our exit
1 hour left
45 minutes left
30 minutes left
15 minutes left
10 minutes left
6 minutes left
5 minutes left
1 minute
50 seconds
30 seconds
10 seconds
6
5
4
3
2
1...
HOORAY!!!!!!!
Leave and walk to York St subway
why is it torrentially raining?
why did it just stop all of a sudden?
get on
get off at Union Square
walk around aimlessly
torrential raining again
get dried mango from duane reade for later
rain stops. am i in london? ffs.
find Dos Toros Taqueria No Alcohol Under 21.
nope. not in london.
>dinner= two steak tacos, one with habenero sauce (ASS.KICKER.) and one with salsa verde
walk back to Union Square and get on
help other tourists with directions (was i right? we'll never know)
get off at 72nd and walk home
YUM TACOS. SABRINA RECOMMENDED.
Graham's plane is late so Wyatts are leaving tomorrow. NIGHT WANDERING PLANS FOILED.
Watch the League
This dried mango is THE WORST. *NEARLY VOMITS*
9-11ish? - fall asleep
12:36 - wake up in weird bewildered post-nap-state, pad out to kitchen and leave note for Wyatt parentals.
sleepsleepsleepsleepsleepsleepsleepsleep
Terese Agnew