All Grown Up....

So my former Sigma Kappa college roommate, Katie, is getting married this weekend. Ah! I can't believe it!!! They grow up so fast....

I remember when Katie was sick and stressed during finals week, my other roommate, Laura, and I gave her a lapdance in bed to cheer her up. I think it made her happy. At least that's what I want to believe. Anyhow. Sigh.

I am truly happy for her and Mark and the happiness they have found. This might seem like the time to share some funny embarrassing stories about the bride from sorority days, but, as they say, what happened in Room 20 stays in Room 20.

The Man of My Dreams?

Modern day romance?!

I Took the Plunge....

...and privatized my facebook. I know, crazy! It's not for any reason in particular, per se. Well, actually, it is. I am curious to see how many people out there are THAT CURIOUS what's going on in my life. Like, before, anyone could see my profile and check up on me. Now, only my current friends can. So, it's a good test to see which of my former coworkers, college classmates and high school classmates will take the plunge and put in a friend request because they care enough to see what I'm up to. I will, of course, accept said request - I have nothing to hide and I have no reason not to let anyone know what I'm up to (hey, I was public for how long now) - I just like to know who is interested enough in me. Anyhow. It should be a good test. Since the privatization, I am yet to receive a friend request - but you know what - I'm gonna be optimistic about this.

Apartment Shopping....

So when the going gets tough, the tough get moving. And I'm moving. Well, if I find the right apartment, that is.

I think Carrie Bradshaw may have, at some point raised a similar question to this - but, in apartment shopping, and dating (and, I suppose, life), does one hold out for what she really wants, or take something that is simply 'good enough'.

Now, I know signs point to an obvious answer on this one - however, take this into consideration - I NEED an apartment (homeless is the alternative). Time is of the essence. And as I pass some up, the good ones are getting taken.

Anyhow. I am actually not considering loosening my dating standards. But I am for my apartment standards. Should I compromise? Here is what I want:

--South of Irving Park Road, North of Wellington, East of Ashland, West of Halsted
--No stupid 'move-in fee'
--No garden apts
--One bedroom or a studio where I can partition off an area as the bedroom separate from everything else
--Rent under $850
--Decently clean
--Bathroom with a shower one can stand comfortably in
--September 1 rental

Is that too much to ask? Based on what I've seen so far this weekend, it looks as though the answer is yes.

The Last of NYC, for Now....

I'm offended they didn't ask me to fill in on the panel. I could have offered some good insight, at least I think.

Does Anything Look Off to you?

You're not supposed to notice the charming, smiling young man.

You're not supposed to notice the woman whose face is half cut off.

What you're supposed to notice is batman randomly walking into the apartment building around 5PM on a Wednesday evening.

Yep.

More NYC, and There'll Still Be More to Come....

"These Two Lulas Want to Kiss Al Roker"

To each her own.

My Favorite Thing I Saw in NYC....

They are a corporation. They are incorporated. They went down to City Hall (or whatever government office) and stood in whatever necessary line, filled out whatever necessary paperwork and paid whatever necessary fee to become their own business. They are serious about this!

I appreciate their honesty. Basically, they just need to get paid. It's a rough economy - I'm not judging. Let's call a spade a spade - either a) Corporate America doesn't work for them for some unnamed reason (perhaps they don't like to have to answer to authority; perhaps they don't like the obligation to shower daily - again - who really knows) or 2) the unemployment ran out, the interviews didn't go well and they have given up.

I'll be moving in a couple weeks. I wonder if they charge extra for long distance jobs. I should warn them I don't provide transportation.

Conspiracy Theorist....

Ok - so - spoiler alert for last week's SYTYCD....

Randi and Kupono were TOTALLY set up to go home. I'm not sure, necessarily, why (well, aside from the fact that the judges must not like them, or at least, must think they are fine people but not good enough to continue in the competition). But seriously. It's not just that they got a dance out of their style. They got ballroom - ballroom is NEVER a crowd favorite, even if they would have killed the dance, they most likely wouldn't have won the popular vote. Especially when they were up against contemporary dancers with a contemporary dance, etc.

Anyhow, it was, realistically speaking, probably their time. However, regardless - it was fixed. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. I'm curious to see who gets screwed this week. I'm curious to see if America goes against the judges - last season, they clearly loved Will and America ended up booting him anyway. Should be interesting....

I Have Picked a Favorite Dancer....

Jason.

For now.

Updates to come.

Sex in the City, in the City

Where Carrie and Big first met....


Where they were supposed to marry....


Miranda: But if one of us decides not to show, we're rejected and standing on a bridge.



Where Carrie and Miranda stalked Big and his mom in the first season.

The Home of Jerry Seinfeld

I'm on the plane, we left late, and the pilot says, "We're going to be making up some time in the air." I thought, "Isn't that interesting. They just make up time." That's why you have to reset your watch when you land. Of course, when they say they're making up time, obviously they're increasing the speed of the aircraft. Now my question is, if you can go faster, why don't you just go as fast as you can all the time? "Come on, there are no cops up here! Nail it! Give it some gas! We're flying!"




The funniest thing - this was the listed address for the 'soup kitchen' (as in, no soup for you!). Apparently, the storefront is changing hands. Two Seinfeld references at one address!



Look to the cookie!



He chose 'Bit O Honey' at Dylan's Candy Bar (as in 'Bee Movie').



What's a 3-letter word for candy?



Why are you talking about my shoes? My Botticelli shoes. You've been talking about my Botticelli shoes!