Oh, and did I mention that in the midst of all that chaos, I was served with eviction papers at 630am on Tuesday? Well they weren’t exactly eviction papers, but close e-damn-nough. Literally, 630am I was ignoring some dude ringing my buzzer. Then he was banging on my door, and I was reaching for the nearest weapon. I live in a co-op building, and apparently my landlord hasn’t been paying maintenance and late fees since December. Rather than go after her, I was served with paperwork demanding 2000 and some odd dollars in the next 10 days, or face eviction. I called the landlord, and she assured me it would be taken care of… but since then, her phone has gone straight to voicemail every time I call. So here’s hoping that it gets straightened out, and I don’t find myself homeless AND unemployed in a few days!
Archived entries for Life in NYC
Wow. 10 days since my last post. For all three of you who are concerned, yes I’m still alive. The past week and a half has been a complete whirlwind of life-changing events, with very little free time to keep up on the happenings of the world. Sadly, in those 10 days I have only managed to leave the house on 3 separate occasions— the first on a 30 minute trip to the grocery store, the second down to the bank and a quick packed lunch of PB&J in the park with Laura, and the third an evening out in New Jersey. Other than that, I’ve been glued to my computer from the time I wake up, to the time I force myself to go to sleep at 4am. So let me not bore you with the details, but here’s a quick rundown of the important chaos that has been happening.
August 16 was my last day at the temp job I’ve been working at for 6 months. There was always the possibility of going full time, but I just had a feeling it wasn’t going to happen. Especially over the last 2 months. I decided since I was still being paid through the end of August, I was going to take some time and work on launching my travel/food/culture blog I’ve been trying to start up for a while now. I was also working on designing an 8 page booklet as part of a freelance assignment, and updating a website for a charity group. I thought with so much on my plate, it was the perfect time to get laid off. I couldn’t have been more right. The very next day, JetBlue announced their All You Can Jet pass— $499 for 30 days of unlimited flights (excluding Fridays and Sundays), all taxes and fees included! I, rather impulsively, bought it. First I did my research, made sure that I knew enough people in enough cities that JetBlue flies to to make it worth the money. Then I contacted all of those people and made sure it was okay to crash on their couch. Then, I bought it. I had to put all of the trip-planning details aside though, as I spent about 80+ hours in one week working on that brochure. (Yes, I’ve had training and experience in design, but it’s not something I do every day. I’m a little rusty.)
So every spare second I’ve had since then has been spent planning for this trip. It starts September 7th and lasts through October 6th. And what better way to launch a travel/food/culture blog than with a 30 day journey around the country, right? One would hope. My goal is to get a new blog up and running by mid next week. An interesting blog that serves an actual purpose to readers all across the world. But I’m having trouble finding the perfect name. Every time I stumble upon something, either the domain or Twitter name is taken. Not to mention my laptop is hardly capable of posting while on the road, and even though I have $900 set aside for my $1100 laptop (so close!), I now have to keep that money “in case of emergency.” Gotta see what I can do about renting one or something.
I’ve booked a little over half of the trip, I’ve sold concert tickets for money and listed several other items on eBay, and I’ve only managed to spend $18 in 11 days. So far, I think I’m handling unemployment rather well. It’s really been the first time in my life I’ve had a little time to breathe and reboot. I get to spend this time focusing on something I’ve always wanted to do, but never had the time. I’m extremely optimistic and grateful for this opportunity, and I cannot wait to see the good things that will come of it. Until then, stay tuned. Trip itinerary and details to come soon!
Pop Tart World on 42nd Street? I have a feeling I’ll be visiting on my lunch next week.
Usually I make a big deal out of my birthday. I spend months researching the perfect restaurant for dinner, and planning the perfect party at the perfect location. More often than not, I even plan a trip out of town. But this year, I finally stepped outside of my naturally narcissistic self, and realized that I’m the only person who cares about my birthday. I didn’t feel like putting effort into planning such an elaborate, expensive celebration just so that I can hear 100 reasons why so-and-so can’t make it anyway. And now that it’s all done and over with, I’m extremely glad that I didn’t wear myself out making plans. My mom flew to town, and that was apparently all I needed to truly enjoy my 25th birthday.
Is the heat wave finally behind us? It’s only 84 today, and really, quite nice in the shade. And it’s only supposed to be around 80 this weekend. Perfect! I’m still in shock that July 2010 is almost over though. It still seems like just a few years ago I was ringing in 2000, anxiously waiting for the entire world to go dark at the stroke of midnight. But here we are, ten years later, and more connected than ever.
Friday night I saw Inception. Wow. What a great movie, really. Saturday I went on a booze cruise on the Hudson River. Despite getting off to a late start (over an hour to be exact), paying $12 per mixed drink, $8 per warm beer, and sweating every ounce of liquid out of my body, I managed to have a blast. It was kind of a bummer that the boat was almost entirely closed in except for a few windows scattered here and there. But as we departed from Pier 40 (Hudson and West Side Highway), the tourist in me went crazy and started snapping photos of the Manhattan skyline as it disappeared in the distance. We made our way from the west side to the Statue of Liberty, then eventually up the East River. After the cruise, a group of us went to a bar over near SVA. It brought back a lot of memories from my first year in NYC, living on 23rd and 3rd. Especially the fact that I ended the night at Lyric Diner.
Sunday, the new Target opened up in Harlem. It’s on 116th and FDR b asically, so only about a mile from my apartment. I walked up there and braved the crowds, and ended up spedning $60 on clothing when I definitely shouldn’t have. I went all the way up there though; I couldn’t leave empty handed! The store was great. They even have collections that are exclusive to that location, inspired by the local culture of Harlem. In all honesty, I can’t wait until I actually need something to go up there!
That sums up my lovely weekend in the city of New York. I’m busy working on a few side projects, so blogging has been very slow lately (as you can tell). I’m looking forward to a very productive, yet relaxing week or two, before my mom arrives to help me celebrate my 25th birthday! I’m hoping to save up some money ($1200) to sign up for four continuing education classes at NYU this fall, but with the need for a new laptop, a looming credit card bill, and three student loans, I don’t see that in the near future. Ugh, speaking of fall, who’s ready for fall weather (and fashion)? Because I totally am.
Passed this door of an Upper East Side optician on Thursday. I forget the name of the place (maybe Leonard’s? Anybody know?) but I do remember that it was in the 70’s, on Third Avenue. Clever!
So perhaps I was being a bit paranoid. Or maybe I was just in need of seeing some pretty faces. I jumped the gun a little bit tonight and called up the FDNY, when it wasn’t entirely necessary.
I was sitting in my bedroom on the computer, trying to fix the internet problems I’ve been having. My room is entirely closed up because the AC is on. On one side of the bedroom is the door to the living room (aka the only fire escape route- the main stairway, roof, and fire escape exits are ALL through that door), and on the opposite side of the bedroom is the bathroom. There’s a window in the bathroom, but it just leads to a small, diamond shaped space between my building and the one next door- 8ft away. Since my bedroom is in the back of the apartment, I’m always terrified that I’m going to not hear all of the commotion of the firemen out front, and get trapped in the back of my apartment as it burns to the ground. There’s really no way out through the bathroom window.
So anyway, I’m sitting there and I heard this really strange noise— an alarm of some sort. It sounded electronic, almost like an alarm clock, so I ignored it. About five minutes later I noticed it was still going off, so I opened the door to the bathroom and instantly smelled smoke. I stuck my head out the window to get a better whiff, and sure enough, a stronger smell of smoke and a much louder alarm. After freaking out for a brief minute, I grabbed my phone and keys, and ran down the stairs to the main floor. A couple of neighbors came out too and asked if everything was okay. They heard the alarm and smelled smoke as well. We got out in front of the building where I proceeded to call 911, while simultaneously trying to hold back the nerve-vomit that I felt was about to exit my stomach. After placing the call, I hung up and started talking to the neighbor sitting on his stoop in the next building over. I asked him if he smelled smoke, and he said “yeah that was us. Trying to cook sausage and failed. I didn’t feel like dealing with that alarm so I came outside.”
I don’t know who should’ve felt more stupid; me for calling the fire department over a sausage fire, or this jerk for leaving a smoldering kitchen and noisy alarm to go sit on the porch and read a magazine. He kind of looked at me like I was a retard though when I told him I called the fire department…
So then I hear sirens blaring, as they come barreling down 2nd avenue, and crowds gather on the streets. As soon as they jumped out, I accidentally (of course), approached the three best looking guys and started telling them everything was okay. Then they directed me to their chief, who seemed less than enthused. Half of the crew went inside to check things out, while the other guys went to question the dude on the porch. He looked at me and shook his head at me again like I was retarded.
So maybe I acted a little prematurely, but when a smoke alarm is going off for five minutes and you smell smoke, your first thought is that there’s a fire in someone’s apartment, and they’re not home. I didn’t want people to die!
So sorry E95th street, for causing another fire scare. Maybe I should move…
So my second show didn’t go NEARLY as well as the first one. And the first one wasn’t even that great so that says a lot. I was one of the last people to go on— during check cashing time. You know, when the waitresses are passing out the checks and everyone is figuring NOBODY was paying attention. I didn’t think it would distract me that much but it did. I couldn’t concentrate at all. Plus there was a guy heckling all of the comedians, and he made seal noises when I went up. What the hell does that mean? Anyway, I forgot like 3 jokes, stumbled over my words, and was basically so grateful when it was over. On the plus side, I’ve been meeting a lot of amazing people lately, last night included. Three of the people who showed up for me last night I had actually just met in the past week.
Tonight I’m heading down to the UCB Theater for the Friar’s Club Sketch and Improv Battle. I’m really excited to go see some comedy without having to perform this time. Plus I’m heading down there with three lovely ladies, so it’s going to be a great night!
I hope everyone enjoys their last weekend of June 2010. Looks like it’s gonna be a hot one! If you’re looking for the right way to start out tonight, come by the New York Comedy Club on 24th/2nd Ave and see me perform my second comedy show! The show starts at 10pm, but try and get there by 930 to assure you get a decent seat. $10 at the door w/ a 2 drink minimum; but you’ll get to see 7 or 8 comedians! Happy Friday!