This "new" year really isn't doing it for me. So far, I've been working way too much, not hanging out with friends and haven't been around any women that I'd like to be around in about 2 or 3 weeks... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
So starting today, I'm going to enjoy this year more. A friend told me (and should keep telling me until it sinks in) to "be more chill." In an attempt to be more chill, I grew a beard for about 2 and a half weeks. I had fun with facial hair on my face. I felt like I was hiding from the rest of the world. (Admittedly, a girl, a very pretty girl, told me how much she enjoys men with facial hair, so I figured it couldn't hurt to grow a beard. After all, there must be more than one pretty girl in New York who likes facial hair on a guy..... Right?) ..................So I shaved a few days ago and it felt good to be back to "my old self". Exercise in being more chill #1: slight success.
I'm going to hang out with some friends tonight in the East Village tonight to this place for dinner. The last few times I found myself in the East Village were alot of fun and though I'm not surrounding myself with the same company as of late, the neighborhood is still the same, right? (Will I ever make it here.......? Man, that's a downer.)
So that's the plan, at least for today. Though I have Monday off as it's Martin Luther King Jr. Day, I'm headed to work to finish up several projects and data requests to prepare for the national sales conference my company is having next week. (I get to stand up and present for a while about online media research.... sweet). As I'm sure next week will be filled with late late nights out networking and early morning breakfast conferences, I probably won't post on this for a while. For those of you who read my blog on a regular basis, you're probably already used to me ignoring this thing for days, weeks on end. But I promise to have some good stories to share at the end of next week. Hang in there, it'll be worth it.
Saturday, January 13, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Sowing Season
The title of this post refers to this band and their latest release. I've been a fan for years; still deciding about the new release.
I feel the title is also appropriate as this weekend was rather spring-like (that's when you sow seeds, right?....) in New York. Of course, I wasn't here to enjoy the weekend. I was upstate visiting family I had missed over the holidays. I'm always happy to spend time outside the city, especially when some sort of family is involved. But can't we do these things on cold weekends? The temperature apparently made it up to 72 fantastic degrees on Saturday. Some friends even spoke of friends of theirs heading to the shore for the day. Imagine: heading to the beach in January in New York.
I think all this "false" weather is great, but I have a real distaste for cold. This probably has something to do with going to college in Binghamton, where the temperature rarely rises above freezing during January and February and it snows every night. Some of you are probably wishing it would snow any day now, and hard so that Manhattan grinds to a halt. Snow days are great when you're still getting an education. Snow days are horrendous when you're trying to get to work because you work in private industry and NOTHING ever shuts that industry down (even a transit strike) and you're slipping and sliding through slush (snow doesn't last long in Manhattan; conversion to slush is nearly instantaneous) just to get to the subway which is probably running slow for no reason other than, well, it's snowing. You can see how this all goes downhill quickly. And on top of the snow/slush nightmare, IT'S COLD!
So I say, bring on the unseasonably warm temperatures for as long as possible. Perhaps when this all ends, it will be April, and then we'll just be saying "it's seasonably warm". Works for me.
I feel the title is also appropriate as this weekend was rather spring-like (that's when you sow seeds, right?....) in New York. Of course, I wasn't here to enjoy the weekend. I was upstate visiting family I had missed over the holidays. I'm always happy to spend time outside the city, especially when some sort of family is involved. But can't we do these things on cold weekends? The temperature apparently made it up to 72 fantastic degrees on Saturday. Some friends even spoke of friends of theirs heading to the shore for the day. Imagine: heading to the beach in January in New York.
I think all this "false" weather is great, but I have a real distaste for cold. This probably has something to do with going to college in Binghamton, where the temperature rarely rises above freezing during January and February and it snows every night. Some of you are probably wishing it would snow any day now, and hard so that Manhattan grinds to a halt. Snow days are great when you're still getting an education. Snow days are horrendous when you're trying to get to work because you work in private industry and NOTHING ever shuts that industry down (even a transit strike) and you're slipping and sliding through slush (snow doesn't last long in Manhattan; conversion to slush is nearly instantaneous) just to get to the subway which is probably running slow for no reason other than, well, it's snowing. You can see how this all goes downhill quickly. And on top of the snow/slush nightmare, IT'S COLD!
So I say, bring on the unseasonably warm temperatures for as long as possible. Perhaps when this all ends, it will be April, and then we'll just be saying "it's seasonably warm". Works for me.
Monday, January 01, 2007
The New Year
Not to sound overly "emo" or "pessimistic New Yorker", but so far, this is the new year. (Those of you who've read anything from earlier in 2006 know that I blog about Death Cab too much.)
Point being, I really don't feel any different. Let's examine the last 48 hours or so:
1) Spent the day in bed Saturday sick/hungover.......the entire day
2) Woke up too early on Sunday, partly as a product of spending Saturday in and out of consciousness.
3) Breakfast from this place (they deliver; minimum delivery charge = $3.75)
4) Called Trevor to firm up plans to meet at Jules' new place (both good friends from high school; Jules just moved in with his girlfriend on the Upper East Side.)
5) Lugged bottle of wine (it's not really "lugging" as it's just a bottle of wine, but I felt awkward carting it uptown in a Target bag) to Jules' new pad and helped move furniture (thankfully, he was moving exactly one block further downtown).
6) Hung out with Trevor, Jules, Monica (Jules' girlfriend), Alissa (who, though she refuses to admit it, attempted to burn me with a hot glue gun in 8th grade "Technology" class) and some others, notably Frank.
7) Headed to Williamsburg to see Your 33 Black Angels, the band that my friend Tim from high school started a while back. (Tim passed in early 2006... we miss you, man.)
8) Wandered home on the L train around 3 am. Made it to my apartment soaked and sober (rain on New Years Eve?) by 3:30 am.
9) Woke around 10 am today. Ended up going to the office for a few hours as I'd neglected a few projects last week what with all the people being gone and the distractions.
10) Met up with a friend for dinner and some horrendous TV.
I think we all like to believe there will be some earth-shattering change in our lives or that with the new year, somehow, "things" will be different. I've given up on this concept. Time is irrelevant to how "things" go in your life. They either happen, or they don't, and reasons abound for both paths. So, while I welcome a return to a normal work pattern and a more regular gym pattern, I see nor feel no discernible difference in 2007 from 2006. Perhaps it's all just a mental construct in order to get ourselves together, resolved to make changes and do "things" differently.... I'm not buying it anymore.
Point being, I really don't feel any different. Let's examine the last 48 hours or so:
1) Spent the day in bed Saturday sick/hungover.......the entire day
2) Woke up too early on Sunday, partly as a product of spending Saturday in and out of consciousness.
3) Breakfast from this place (they deliver; minimum delivery charge = $3.75)
4) Called Trevor to firm up plans to meet at Jules' new place (both good friends from high school; Jules just moved in with his girlfriend on the Upper East Side.)
5) Lugged bottle of wine (it's not really "lugging" as it's just a bottle of wine, but I felt awkward carting it uptown in a Target bag) to Jules' new pad and helped move furniture (thankfully, he was moving exactly one block further downtown).
6) Hung out with Trevor, Jules, Monica (Jules' girlfriend), Alissa (who, though she refuses to admit it, attempted to burn me with a hot glue gun in 8th grade "Technology" class) and some others, notably Frank.
7) Headed to Williamsburg to see Your 33 Black Angels, the band that my friend Tim from high school started a while back. (Tim passed in early 2006... we miss you, man.)
8) Wandered home on the L train around 3 am. Made it to my apartment soaked and sober (rain on New Years Eve?) by 3:30 am.
9) Woke around 10 am today. Ended up going to the office for a few hours as I'd neglected a few projects last week what with all the people being gone and the distractions.
10) Met up with a friend for dinner and some horrendous TV.
I think we all like to believe there will be some earth-shattering change in our lives or that with the new year, somehow, "things" will be different. I've given up on this concept. Time is irrelevant to how "things" go in your life. They either happen, or they don't, and reasons abound for both paths. So, while I welcome a return to a normal work pattern and a more regular gym pattern, I see nor feel no discernible difference in 2007 from 2006. Perhaps it's all just a mental construct in order to get ourselves together, resolved to make changes and do "things" differently.... I'm not buying it anymore.
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