So I have 74 days until I need to turn in the final, edited, defended version of my thesis in order to graduate on time.
I think this is possible. IRB approval might prove to be a bit of a challenge, but data collection should go rather quickly, and there is no reason why I can't graduate on time.
I haven't gotten any acceptances from graduate schools yet, and I'm not really anticipating any. I think the "Dear God, please don't pick me, I don't actually want this" came through at my interviews and I wouldn't take someone with that attitude either.
I've decided that what I want over the next few years is simple.
-I want to be doing something that I like enough to not be counting down the days until it's over (that was poor writing, but I think you follow me).
-I want to be making enough money that I can pay off my loans from this program in <5 years, save up for down payment on a house in 1-2 years (unless we end up in CA, in which case, eff that), that even on top of those things, I can go out or buy things when I want to without worrying about it.
-I want a job that I can leave in the evening and not worry about until I go in again in the morning.
-I want a house that I can make my own that feels like it's my home. I don't like this temporary feeling that I have here--it feels like an extended hotel stay.
-I want to throw a lot of money into an IRA.
-I want to do interesting things again. I've gotten really boring while I've been here.
-I want to audition to do a few commercials. I think it would be fun and a good way to get my acting fix and make some extra money.
-I want to be better about cooking regularly.
-I want to position myself such that if I decide to go back and get my PhD, it won't be impossible.
-I want to learn something new--a new language, or an instrument, or Japanese flower arranging, or how to properly use Photoshop--basically something that isn't related to psychology.
-I want to be in a place and surrounded by people who bring out the best in me, instead of the worst.
-I want to find some sort of exercise that I enjoy doing (swimming? affordable yoga? hiking?)
Anyway, I know that we shouldn't spend a lot of time "waiting for life to start", but that's really what I feel like I'm doing right now. I'd like to get out of my lease and just move to where I'll be sometime in June or July, but I might not even go until August, which means that for the next 2-4 months, that's precisely what I'll be doing.
Monday, February 25, 2013
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Conferencing and Interviewing
I'm sitting at the airport waiting for my flight to the large conference I'm going to this weekend. I'm excited because I get to see all my peeps from back home, and let me tell you, they are a riot. (Also, conference gods, the Universe, God* , and whomever else may be listening: there will be none of the shit that we had at last year's conference. I can't handle that again. Are we clear?) It's in a cool city that I've never been to before, and there are adventures to be had. On that note, from the end of December to the end of January, I will have been in 7 cities in 4 states. Holy frequent flier miles, Batman! (except non-revers don't get frequent flier miles. And a lot of that travel involved driving). I'm gonna present a poster, and I'm pretty sure that it'll be my last one. I've done like 7 posters, and I think it's time to start trying for talks. If I get in.
The Boy and I have been flooded with interviews. And when I say "The Boy and I", mostly I mean The Boy. He has 4 (FOUR!) in-person interviews. I have 2. Unfortunately, even though 3 of these interviews (2 of his and 1 of mine) are at places we both applied to, none of our interviews overlap at all. That is stressing me out. There are still chances that we will each hear from the schools that the other already has an interview to, because we're applying to different disciplines, but it isn't looking good at this point. That leaves 7 overlapping schools, including my undergrad, which would be ideal. If we both get in there and I manage to convince his parents to move out there (which his dad might be amenable to), I would be so, so happy.
Superman already had one and should be hearing from other programs in the next couple of weeks. Roommate has 3 (maybe 4?--including one that puts her in direct competition with the boy), another girl in our program has at least 1, and I'm sure the other person from our class who applied will definitely get a few interviews as well (I haven't talked to him since we left for winter break). We're pretty successful.
Anyway, even though people keep telling me things will get less stressful, I'm not seeing it. Between interviews, the like 5 studies I have to work on for my RAship (we're running out of time!) and my thesis, I don't think this semester is going to slow down at all. Oh well.
*Mom, chill out about the order. I'm not be sacrilegious, I'm clearly being facetious.
The Boy and I have been flooded with interviews. And when I say "The Boy and I", mostly I mean The Boy. He has 4 (FOUR!) in-person interviews. I have 2. Unfortunately, even though 3 of these interviews (2 of his and 1 of mine) are at places we both applied to, none of our interviews overlap at all. That is stressing me out. There are still chances that we will each hear from the schools that the other already has an interview to, because we're applying to different disciplines, but it isn't looking good at this point. That leaves 7 overlapping schools, including my undergrad, which would be ideal. If we both get in there and I manage to convince his parents to move out there (which his dad might be amenable to), I would be so, so happy.
Superman already had one and should be hearing from other programs in the next couple of weeks. Roommate has 3 (maybe 4?--including one that puts her in direct competition with the boy), another girl in our program has at least 1, and I'm sure the other person from our class who applied will definitely get a few interviews as well (I haven't talked to him since we left for winter break). We're pretty successful.
Anyway, even though people keep telling me things will get less stressful, I'm not seeing it. Between interviews, the like 5 studies I have to work on for my RAship (we're running out of time!) and my thesis, I don't think this semester is going to slow down at all. Oh well.
*Mom, chill out about the order. I'm not be sacrilegious, I'm clearly being facetious.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Evaluating the last year
Since it's now the new year, I figured it was about time to evaluate these things (and because I'm procrastinating HARD on things I really need to get done), here is 2012 in review:
New Year's Resolutions
1. Lose 15 pounds by my friends' wedding (May 18th). I'm MOH, and I refuse to feel like I look chubby in the pictures (or, worse, actually be chubby). Plus, I'm creeping up towards the heaviest I've been and I don't like it. It is also probably good for me to exercise and eat better, considering how often people (ok, mostly the Boy and our mutual friend at school)say to me, "I can't believe the things you put in your body." I will be using this app to help me. It's amazing, it's free, and it is basically one of the best apps I've ever seen. If you're trying to lose weight, I highly recommend it. You put in your starting weight, your goal weight, and then it gives you different recommendations on calorie limits depending on how fast you want to lose it, you can scan the bar codes on your food, it has full restaurant menus, and it tracks your exercise and progress. It's brilliant.
This one was semi-successful. I lost about half of that, so I'm still 8-10 pounds above where I'd like to be, but I'm no longer worried about how heavy I'm getting. I'm actually pretty proud of myself for not getting morbidly obese in the last semester, because it's been incredibly stressful and I've been eating out for pretty much every meal. I also stopped exercising at all in October, because I noticed that excess movement made whatever is wrong with my stomach hurt worse. I wasn't too happy about that one because I feel kinda sluggish and gross being so purposefully sedentary all the time, but I don't know what else to do until they figure out what's wrong. They say it's IBS, but I don't believe them. I don't know anyone who has ever gone to the hospital over IBS, and the medicine they give me to help with it doesn't actually make the pain go away.
2. Go to bed by midnight ~5 nights per week. This should help with the weight loss (getting enough sleep makes people eat less). Plus, getting enough sleep should make me healthier, happier, and less stressed overall.
HAHAHAHAHAHHA yeah, no this one did not happen.
3. Go/do/try at least 1 new thing per month. This month was Zumba with the bride from the aforementioned wedding. We burned 700 calories in an hour. I'm exhausted. My arms feel like they're going to fall off. I want at least one month to involve going to a city/state?/country? that I have never been to before. Considering I live in an entirely new area now, this should not be an issue, but you know how New Year's Resolutions go.
I don't know that I was 100% successful on this one, but I was pretty close. In the last year, I've met The Boy's family (which went way better than I expected), I went to DC (twice!), I learned how to shoot, I wrote an article for Wikipedia (and because of the semi-anonymity of this blog, I won't tell you which one), I threw/attended my first Bachelorette party, had Bestie visit me (twice!), went to Myrtle Beach, finished my first year of grad school and started my second, was in a wedding, had a really great birthday, applied to PhD programs (again...), went to NYC, switched advisors, went to Savannah and Gainesville, had a health scare, found a new restaurant that I love, made new friends with the first years, and probably 100 other things I can't even think of right now. This year was really fun, and despite the fact that there were some shitty times, I think that I'll look back on 2012 as a year of growth and accomplishment.
4. Better time management. I want to schedule work out time at least 3 days per week and finish my work by 8 PM every night. I'm going to use this app to track my time. I think my plan is to get up around 8, exercise for 30-60 minutes, come back, get ready, catch the 10 or 10:30 shuttle, start work by 11, and finish by 7 or 8. If I am going to do a group exercise class like zumba or yoga, I will go into school earlier and finish up for the day in time to go to the class. I will work/work out on the weekends as necessary.
Yeah, this one didn't really happen either. I think I did better in the spring, but this semester was hellish and there were a lot of 12 hour days and not enough sleep and no exercise whatsoever.
5. Recognize when it is time to say "Fuckit" and actually say it. I really need to dial back the crazyeyes. It scares other people, it isn't good for me, it doesn't improve my performance, and frankly, I'm tired of being the craziest person in the class.
This one was and wasn't successful... I did learn a lot about what I could and could not tolerate, and I made some changes, but there were definitely plenty of crazyeyes moments this past year, including one major panic attack that really lasted like a week and a half.
6. Read at least 1 fiction book per month. The roommate has me reading these books now, and the Boy (he needs a nickname, Bestie) is insisting that I read these books immediately so we can go see the movie. I'm mildly concerned about the rape scene. In general, I really hate reading/seeing people who are just cruel to one another, but rape/abuse scenes are especially hard to stomach. Anyway, I digress. I plan to read fiction books this year, because it's good for me to unwind and gives me something to look forward to.
I did pretty well at this one. I did spend like 6 months reading the 4th Game of Thrones book because it was God-awful, but the others were all fantastic. I also read all of the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo books, Dune, Lamb, Ender's Game, Learning to be Good, and I think a couple of others. It may not have been one book per month, but some of those books were monstrous. I'm counting this one as a win.
Anyway, here is to a year full of love, laughter, growth, and joy. I'm going to get rid of some of the bad stuff and integrate more of the good stuff and hope for the best. I hope all of you make the best out of it, too. I think I did ok at that. How was your year? Did you do everything you wanted to?
New Year's Resolutions
1. Lose 15 pounds by my friends' wedding (May 18th). I'm MOH, and I refuse to feel like I look chubby in the pictures (or, worse, actually be chubby). Plus, I'm creeping up towards the heaviest I've been and I don't like it. It is also probably good for me to exercise and eat better, considering how often people (ok, mostly the Boy and our mutual friend at school)say to me, "I can't believe the things you put in your body." I will be using this app to help me. It's amazing, it's free, and it is basically one of the best apps I've ever seen. If you're trying to lose weight, I highly recommend it. You put in your starting weight, your goal weight, and then it gives you different recommendations on calorie limits depending on how fast you want to lose it, you can scan the bar codes on your food, it has full restaurant menus, and it tracks your exercise and progress. It's brilliant.
This one was semi-successful. I lost about half of that, so I'm still 8-10 pounds above where I'd like to be, but I'm no longer worried about how heavy I'm getting. I'm actually pretty proud of myself for not getting morbidly obese in the last semester, because it's been incredibly stressful and I've been eating out for pretty much every meal. I also stopped exercising at all in October, because I noticed that excess movement made whatever is wrong with my stomach hurt worse. I wasn't too happy about that one because I feel kinda sluggish and gross being so purposefully sedentary all the time, but I don't know what else to do until they figure out what's wrong. They say it's IBS, but I don't believe them. I don't know anyone who has ever gone to the hospital over IBS, and the medicine they give me to help with it doesn't actually make the pain go away.
2. Go to bed by midnight ~5 nights per week. This should help with the weight loss (getting enough sleep makes people eat less). Plus, getting enough sleep should make me healthier, happier, and less stressed overall.
HAHAHAHAHAHHA yeah, no this one did not happen.
3. Go/do/try at least 1 new thing per month. This month was Zumba with the bride from the aforementioned wedding. We burned 700 calories in an hour. I'm exhausted. My arms feel like they're going to fall off. I want at least one month to involve going to a city/state?/country? that I have never been to before. Considering I live in an entirely new area now, this should not be an issue, but you know how New Year's Resolutions go.
I don't know that I was 100% successful on this one, but I was pretty close. In the last year, I've met The Boy's family (which went way better than I expected), I went to DC (twice!), I learned how to shoot, I wrote an article for Wikipedia (and because of the semi-anonymity of this blog, I won't tell you which one), I threw/attended my first Bachelorette party, had Bestie visit me (twice!), went to Myrtle Beach, finished my first year of grad school and started my second, was in a wedding, had a really great birthday, applied to PhD programs (again...), went to NYC, switched advisors, went to Savannah and Gainesville, had a health scare, found a new restaurant that I love, made new friends with the first years, and probably 100 other things I can't even think of right now. This year was really fun, and despite the fact that there were some shitty times, I think that I'll look back on 2012 as a year of growth and accomplishment.
4. Better time management. I want to schedule work out time at least 3 days per week and finish my work by 8 PM every night. I'm going to use this app to track my time. I think my plan is to get up around 8, exercise for 30-60 minutes, come back, get ready, catch the 10 or 10:30 shuttle, start work by 11, and finish by 7 or 8. If I am going to do a group exercise class like zumba or yoga, I will go into school earlier and finish up for the day in time to go to the class. I will work/work out on the weekends as necessary.
Yeah, this one didn't really happen either. I think I did better in the spring, but this semester was hellish and there were a lot of 12 hour days and not enough sleep and no exercise whatsoever.
5. Recognize when it is time to say "Fuckit" and actually say it. I really need to dial back the crazyeyes. It scares other people, it isn't good for me, it doesn't improve my performance, and frankly, I'm tired of being the craziest person in the class.
This one was and wasn't successful... I did learn a lot about what I could and could not tolerate, and I made some changes, but there were definitely plenty of crazyeyes moments this past year, including one major panic attack that really lasted like a week and a half.
6. Read at least 1 fiction book per month. The roommate has me reading these books now, and the Boy (he needs a nickname, Bestie) is insisting that I read these books immediately so we can go see the movie. I'm mildly concerned about the rape scene. In general, I really hate reading/seeing people who are just cruel to one another, but rape/abuse scenes are especially hard to stomach. Anyway, I digress. I plan to read fiction books this year, because it's good for me to unwind and gives me something to look forward to.
I did pretty well at this one. I did spend like 6 months reading the 4th Game of Thrones book because it was God-awful, but the others were all fantastic. I also read all of the Girl with the Dragon Tattoo books, Dune, Lamb, Ender's Game, Learning to be Good, and I think a couple of others. It may not have been one book per month, but some of those books were monstrous. I'm counting this one as a win.
Anyway, here is to a year full of love, laughter, growth, and joy. I'm going to get rid of some of the bad stuff and integrate more of the good stuff and hope for the best. I hope all of you make the best out of it, too. I think I did ok at that. How was your year? Did you do everything you wanted to?
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
I don't have time for this....
But it's been 12 hours of working and I need a break.
When I run the world:
-You will not have to submit an official copy of anything to any graduate program until they officially want you. ETS and their $25/copy of the GRE is bullshit. Absolute bullshit.
-All applications for anything, ever, will be housed on one website. You will fill that shit out once, and send it to whomever you want--college, grad school, jobs, potential dates, whoever. All in one place.
-No one will be allowed to charge for transcripts (Undergrad Institution, with your $15/transcript fee, I'm talking to you)
-People who want 2 transcripts are horrible, horrible people. I am poor, and you want me to spend an ADDITIONAL $30 to send you my transcripts on top of your $125 app fee?
-No one can reasonably expect you to write a 20-page paper that is going in the trash in 2 weeks when you have 8 million other more important things to do.
-WiFi will always be lightning fast and free.
-There will be student discounts on everything ever.
-Doctors who are specialists who can't diagnose your pain can't just say "not my problem" (in not so many words) and just send you on your way for another million tests.
There are other things, but that's all I can think of for the moment.
When I run the world:
-You will not have to submit an official copy of anything to any graduate program until they officially want you. ETS and their $25/copy of the GRE is bullshit. Absolute bullshit.
-All applications for anything, ever, will be housed on one website. You will fill that shit out once, and send it to whomever you want--college, grad school, jobs, potential dates, whoever. All in one place.
-No one will be allowed to charge for transcripts (Undergrad Institution, with your $15/transcript fee, I'm talking to you)
-People who want 2 transcripts are horrible, horrible people. I am poor, and you want me to spend an ADDITIONAL $30 to send you my transcripts on top of your $125 app fee?
-No one can reasonably expect you to write a 20-page paper that is going in the trash in 2 weeks when you have 8 million other more important things to do.
-WiFi will always be lightning fast and free.
-There will be student discounts on everything ever.
-Doctors who are specialists who can't diagnose your pain can't just say "not my problem" (in not so many words) and just send you on your way for another million tests.
There are other things, but that's all I can think of for the moment.
Updating
So I have a minute while I wait for The Boy to come pick me up and rescue me from the war zone that is the Roommate watching the Steelers game. That chick is crazy about the Steelers.
Anyway, I've been having some health issues for the last 4-6 weeks (I've forgotten when it started)), and so that's been fun. I have undiagnosed abdominal pain that comes and goes seemingly at random, for which my only cure thus far is Vicodin. (Hence why The Boy is coming to get me--I'm not exactly fit to drive at the moment).
School is insane at the moment. Between the 20 page neuro paper, the 10 page self-reg paper, the 20 page prospectus, and applications (not to mention the 15 hours per week I'm supposed to put in for my RAship, actually going to class, lab meetings, and little things like sleeping and eating), I don't understand how I'm going to get through until Christmas. Needless to say, if I don't finish my Christmas shopping on Black Friday, it's not getting done til Christmas Eve. If it gets done.
Although, because I have an incredibly supportive and sympathetic new advisor (old advisor being on sabbatical was just not working out), I did score us a two-week extension on our self-reg paper, so that was nice.
I miss my family and I can't wait until I get to go home for Thanksgiving. Just one more week! It'll be so nice, since I haven't been home in just shy of 6 months.
I wish Bestie would come home for Thanksgiving. Korea is too far away.
My subscription boxes have been kinda nice, but mostly disappointing, and I don't have time to blog about stuff I'm not super ecstatic about at the moment, so I let that go.
Anyway, that's all for now. Have a good day, folks, and remember to be thankful.
Anyway, I've been having some health issues for the last 4-6 weeks (I've forgotten when it started)), and so that's been fun. I have undiagnosed abdominal pain that comes and goes seemingly at random, for which my only cure thus far is Vicodin. (Hence why The Boy is coming to get me--I'm not exactly fit to drive at the moment).
School is insane at the moment. Between the 20 page neuro paper, the 10 page self-reg paper, the 20 page prospectus, and applications (not to mention the 15 hours per week I'm supposed to put in for my RAship, actually going to class, lab meetings, and little things like sleeping and eating), I don't understand how I'm going to get through until Christmas. Needless to say, if I don't finish my Christmas shopping on Black Friday, it's not getting done til Christmas Eve. If it gets done.
Although, because I have an incredibly supportive and sympathetic new advisor (old advisor being on sabbatical was just not working out), I did score us a two-week extension on our self-reg paper, so that was nice.
I miss my family and I can't wait until I get to go home for Thanksgiving. Just one more week! It'll be so nice, since I haven't been home in just shy of 6 months.
I wish Bestie would come home for Thanksgiving. Korea is too far away.
My subscription boxes have been kinda nice, but mostly disappointing, and I don't have time to blog about stuff I'm not super ecstatic about at the moment, so I let that go.
Anyway, that's all for now. Have a good day, folks, and remember to be thankful.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Things I'm Learning
This last weekend has been, shall we say... eventful. There was some shit with someone in a position of authority, and there was a panic attack, and there is still a lot of freaking out and wanting to go home going on.
But!
I am choosing to try to focus on the positives. And I'm learning things now, about what kind of person I am/want to be, the kind of person I do not want to become, and the kind of people I have surrounding me.
Positives:
1) Calling Mom always helps.
2) Hearing about Brother's ridiculousness also always helps.
3) Even if I don't believe him when he's telling me, I trust The Boy when he tells me everything is going to be ok. And I appreciate him for dropping everything to just be there for me when I need him.
4) The Boy and Superman are awesome, awesome friends, and I seriously could not have gotten through this weekend without them. They blew off a hike that they had been looking forward to to help me with my stuff, and didn't get mad or defensive when I displaced some anger/frustration/panic/general unpleasantness on them. When I tried to protest the cancelling of their plans, Superman turned to me and said "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to [The Boy]. Now be quiet and let the men speak." They take really good care of me, and I can't appreciate them enough.
5) I get to look forward to having dinner with The Boy's parents tomorrow and Superman's mom next weekend. Not quite as awesome as it would be to have dinner with my parents, but a close second. It's nice to have parents around, and it helps me feel less homesick.
6) No matter how bad this gets, it won't be the end of the world. Things will go on, I will find something else to be successful at, and the people who love me will still love me. I asked, they promised.
7) Skyping with Bestie is awesome, even when the internet connection sucks. I am so proud of how brave she is.
So anyway, I have a lot of shit to continue to take care of now, so I should get back to it. Remember to be mindful of the way you treat people and be mindful of the way you allow others to treat you. Focus on the positive, and cultivate a strong support system. Do your best, because that's really all you can do.
But!
I am choosing to try to focus on the positives. And I'm learning things now, about what kind of person I am/want to be, the kind of person I do not want to become, and the kind of people I have surrounding me.
Positives:
1) Calling Mom always helps.
2) Hearing about Brother's ridiculousness also always helps.
3) Even if I don't believe him when he's telling me, I trust The Boy when he tells me everything is going to be ok. And I appreciate him for dropping everything to just be there for me when I need him.
4) The Boy and Superman are awesome, awesome friends, and I seriously could not have gotten through this weekend without them. They blew off a hike that they had been looking forward to to help me with my stuff, and didn't get mad or defensive when I displaced some anger/frustration/panic/general unpleasantness on them. When I tried to protest the cancelling of their plans, Superman turned to me and said "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to [The Boy]. Now be quiet and let the men speak." They take really good care of me, and I can't appreciate them enough.
5) I get to look forward to having dinner with The Boy's parents tomorrow and Superman's mom next weekend. Not quite as awesome as it would be to have dinner with my parents, but a close second. It's nice to have parents around, and it helps me feel less homesick.
6) No matter how bad this gets, it won't be the end of the world. Things will go on, I will find something else to be successful at, and the people who love me will still love me. I asked, they promised.
7) Skyping with Bestie is awesome, even when the internet connection sucks. I am so proud of how brave she is.
So anyway, I have a lot of shit to continue to take care of now, so I should get back to it. Remember to be mindful of the way you treat people and be mindful of the way you allow others to treat you. Focus on the positive, and cultivate a strong support system. Do your best, because that's really all you can do.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
The Center of the Universe
Last month, The Boy and I went to NYC for his brother's engagement party.
It was pretty cool.
The Boy's brother works for some sort of real estate hedge fund thing (I'm still not sure what he does, exactly, but it involves buying malls and office buildings and stuff), and his fiance is a lawyer. They have this really cute apartment (with an actual bedroom with a door that closes!) in the West Village (which is not the same thing as being on the West side of Greenwich Village) and lead such fabulous (albeit, busy) lives and I must admit I was more than a little jealous/insecure hanging out with them and their friends. They have such cute clothes and do such glamorous things and eat at such wonderful restaurants and, well, I am poor and live in the city (town?) that I live in, and let me just say, it isn't glamorous, even a little bit.
While we were there, we stayed in SoHo (it means South of Houston St, which I had never known before), which meant we did a lot of shopping looking at things that we couldn't afford, like the cute D&G cocktail dress I found at some sort of Last Chance store for $300, or the Italian shirt the boy tried on for $100. It was nice, don't get me wrong, but it was a button down. Not exactly worth it, in my opinion, but it was fun to browse, minus the parts where I was dismayed at how poor I'm going to be for years and years to come. I told my dad this, and he was like, "No, that's like thinking you're fat when you're pregnant. You're not fat when you're pregnant, you're just pregnant! And you're not poor now, you're just a student!" I don't think he's quite right there, but whatevs.
We went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art where we saw some pretty cool stuff. The boy and I quite enjoy going to museums. It makes us feel cultured. There is one downside... he really likes modern art and I really, really hate it. I think it's really ugly, and have some sort of visceral, disgusted reaction to the celebration of random squiggles. I was able to convince him that we could go to MoMA on a different trip to NYC... unfortunately, I'm pretty sure he's going to hold me to it. After the museum we wandered through Central Park (it's huge!) and I was disappointed to learn that Central Perk is not a real place.
We also ate some amazing, amazing food. The night we got in, we went to this Italian place that was near their apartment, and everything was SOOOOOOOO good. So delicious. Like heaven in my mouth. We also got the requisite bagels (delicious) and pizza (delicious), and the best tacos I've had in America from this taco truck. I really wish I could remember the name--I think it was "[Some Neighborhood (I think it was the one South of SoHo)] Taco Truck. Super delicious. We also ate breakfast across the street from our hotel in a very Seinfeld-esque diner that was fast, cheap, and also, pretty delicious.
We also got to see a show off-Broadway, which was pretty exciting. We went to a discount box office called TKTS, which sells tickets to Broadway and off-Broadway shows for 30-70% off face value. We had several options, but the available Broadway shows were all things we were unfamiliar with, and since tickets were $90-100 a piece (that's half off!) we decided to see Newsical, which we were told was "Fucking Hilarious" and "a million times better than Avenue Q" (which was the off-Broadway show that we were planning on picking if the Broadway stuff didn't work out). One of the reviews said it was basically The Daily Show set to music, which it was. It was pretty funny, but not "fucking hilarious" or "a million times funnier than Avenue Q". I still enjoyed myself, though. Next time we go, we'll need to see a show on Broadway, though.
It was a really great trip, and I'm glad we went. I really like the amount of traveling that The Boy and I get to do together. It's nice to make all these memories and have all of these adventures.
It was pretty cool.
The Boy's brother works for some sort of real estate hedge fund thing (I'm still not sure what he does, exactly, but it involves buying malls and office buildings and stuff), and his fiance is a lawyer. They have this really cute apartment (with an actual bedroom with a door that closes!) in the West Village (which is not the same thing as being on the West side of Greenwich Village) and lead such fabulous (albeit, busy) lives and I must admit I was more than a little jealous/insecure hanging out with them and their friends. They have such cute clothes and do such glamorous things and eat at such wonderful restaurants and, well, I am poor and live in the city (town?) that I live in, and let me just say, it isn't glamorous, even a little bit.
While we were there, we stayed in SoHo (it means South of Houston St, which I had never known before), which meant we did a lot of
We went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art where we saw some pretty cool stuff. The boy and I quite enjoy going to museums. It makes us feel cultured. There is one downside... he really likes modern art and I really, really hate it. I think it's really ugly, and have some sort of visceral, disgusted reaction to the celebration of random squiggles. I was able to convince him that we could go to MoMA on a different trip to NYC... unfortunately, I'm pretty sure he's going to hold me to it. After the museum we wandered through Central Park (it's huge!) and I was disappointed to learn that Central Perk is not a real place.
We also ate some amazing, amazing food. The night we got in, we went to this Italian place that was near their apartment, and everything was SOOOOOOOO good. So delicious. Like heaven in my mouth. We also got the requisite bagels (delicious) and pizza (delicious), and the best tacos I've had in America from this taco truck. I really wish I could remember the name--I think it was "[Some Neighborhood (I think it was the one South of SoHo)] Taco Truck. Super delicious. We also ate breakfast across the street from our hotel in a very Seinfeld-esque diner that was fast, cheap, and also, pretty delicious.
We also got to see a show off-Broadway, which was pretty exciting. We went to a discount box office called TKTS, which sells tickets to Broadway and off-Broadway shows for 30-70% off face value. We had several options, but the available Broadway shows were all things we were unfamiliar with, and since tickets were $90-100 a piece (that's half off!) we decided to see Newsical, which we were told was "Fucking Hilarious" and "a million times better than Avenue Q" (which was the off-Broadway show that we were planning on picking if the Broadway stuff didn't work out). One of the reviews said it was basically The Daily Show set to music, which it was. It was pretty funny, but not "fucking hilarious" or "a million times funnier than Avenue Q". I still enjoyed myself, though. Next time we go, we'll need to see a show on Broadway, though.
It was a really great trip, and I'm glad we went. I really like the amount of traveling that The Boy and I get to do together. It's nice to make all these memories and have all of these adventures.
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