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Cary demanded I update this thing so here I am.
Wow, you guys. I was just about to write a whole thing and then I got distracted by iTunes. I just spent the last few minutes listening to 30 second clips of Astrud Gilberto songs. I'm not really sure why I did that.
I have had quite an eventful month or however long it's been since my last update. I went to LA for like 3 weeks. It was a little crazy. I made my own winter break. I'm not really sure what I was taking a break from though because it's not like I do anything. Being at winter camp was fun. Kids are totally awesome sometimes. I don't know why I thought I didn't like them because they are hilarious little people with amazing personalities.
The rest of my time in LA was great. There was a lot of time with Amanda, Cary, Miranda and Alexis. And many others. A lot of my friends have adult apartments now. It's so inspiring. I'm not really sure when I will be at a point in my life when I will start living a grown-up lifestyle, but I am sure this will be a long time from now. At least I'm not sleeping on a floor-bed anymore. I am, however living out of my suitcases because I HATE UNPACKING. I have been back for a week now. What is my problem?
I almost didn't want to come back here. I was having such a wonderful time that I forgot how much I love NY. I had that feeling of impending doom that I used to get my freshman year of college when I had to go back to school after visiting home for a weekend or whatever. I really hated Santa Cruz that year, but now I miss it terribly. Anyway, I really didn't want to be back in NYC. How silly! I love it! I have the coolest internship ever and I went to a show tonight with one of the people I work with. We were there to see this local band called The Loom and Julie Doiron opened for them and it was amazing. When I see a music show I know nothing about and end up falling in love with the band, it makes me so happy. This is something for "the glad game," people. Anyway, I was in such a great mood I didn't even care that it was cold when I was walking home. The cold was actually kind of nice. Also, my neighborhood was so quiet and calm that I decided to not listen to my iPod. Can you believe it?!
I could go into more detail about being home (LA or NY even), I guess. But I think that stuff is only interesting to me. Oh! I did see the Murakami exhibit at the MOCA Geffen Contemporary. I have some thoughts about that but I don't feel like talking about it now. I'll save that for another time.
I remember once while watching an episode of "Sex and the City," I grew extremely angry with Carrie Bradshaw. Okay, now many people are angry with her all the time. I get that. But, I actually enjoy this show. I don't care if you think less of me now, and I especially don't care that the immense enjoyment I get from this show makes me even more of the girly archetype I am usually so quick to dismiss as part of my self. I love Carrie Bradshaw. While I often feel that her bold clothing choices are almost too much to handle, she is fierce. I dream about her life. I want it, no matter how ridiculous and unrealistic it is. She makes mistakes; she's human. However, nothing is as annoying as the one episode that upset me.
It was the first episode of season three, when she was just about to start dating that politician who later wanted to pee on her (and she didn't even have a jellyfish sting!). Well, he was waiting for her to come back home to her beautiful brownstone after a day of designer shoe shopping. He asked he what she had been doing and her respone was something like that she had been maxing out her credit card. This made me so mad! I couldn't understand how a grown woman, who pays her credit bill, would ever go over her limit buying something as silly as shoes! Carrie Bradshaw does not need more shoes! And, it wasn't like she came back with just one pair. That is excusable. I have certainly been guilty of buying a dress when I shouldn't have. Although, we're talking Urban here, not Dior. But, I digress. The woman had BAGS of shoes and, let me tell you, not one of them said, "DSW."
Well, years later, I am finding myself following too much in Carrie Bradshaw's Monolo-wearing footsteps. Another role model of mine these days would appear to be Jennifer Aniston's character on "Friends," Rachel Green. I am losing all sense of rationality and cannot stop shopping. I am scarily close to my credit limit and I kind of don't even feel bad about it. I mean, I feel bad because I know I can't live like this, but I bought some cute stuff this weekend. I know I should return a few things, but I can't part with any of it! Would you be able to give up an adorable, long, black knit top with a lace inset at the collar and violet corduroy skinny pants? I didn't think so. This is especially true if you, in an act of responsibility, were waiting to buy the turquoise skinny cords and then becamed dismayed to find that when you finally went back to buy them, they were gone! You would rather starve than snooze on another pretty colored skinny cord. Just saying.
