So I realize that I've really been using this blog as more of a diary than a comprehensive guide. Which I suppose isn't a problem since I really am in no position to be guiding. Maybe when things calm down, I can go back and make sort of list of what you should know in a general sense.
But for now, A generic update.
The club Tuesday night was terrifying in all the right ways. movies I've seen of nightclubs when I was a child came to mind. A giant scary bouncer at the door with a red rope denying people access if they weren't appropriately (which here means ridiculously dressed, low lights, people dancing on tables and on top of bars, drinks essentially handed out like party favors and by the time we left around 4.30, the place showed no signs of closing.
Wednesday I had a pretty full schedule. I redid the headshots for the comedian, Jose. Edited them and sent them off in time to run to a part of Brooklyn that I had never stepped foot in, Bensonhurst, to take a look at an apartment. If you haven't heard already, spoiler alert. The place is ours :) We'd be living in a house full of other artists of different sorts in the basement. It's got it's own kitchen and bathroom, a somewhat small living area/sleeping area and fantastic roommates. It is all utilities included and comes to a total of 675. Less than a block from a bunch of groceries, laundromat, and the train. All in all it;s better than we could have ever dreamed. The Landlord lives in the building, is super nice, and I...think we're going to be very very happy there. It was a lot of stress of my shoulders. The only problem is that the place is available Nov. 1st. It's a little later than I would have hoped. But no matter, I finalized my temporary situation as well. I'm paying Mike's roommate's 525 for use of their couch. which is cheaper than any sublet I've seen, so I'm taking them up on their offer.
Thursday. Today. Or I guess yesterday. I woke up much later than I would have liked to an email asking me if I could come in for an interview as a hostess. So I ran to get ready and hopped on the bus. First time I've used the bus. A little scary, and so much more unpredictable than the train, but since there really aren't too many trains in Brooklyn, we'll probably end up more acquainted I think I did well, and after I finally got a friend to grab my SS card. So finally some progress on that! I got back feeling pretty well, and decided to "treat" myself to a purchase of a pair of steel-toed combat boots at a Hispanic thrift store. They were 10 bucks, and since I'be worn holes in 2 pairs of my shoes already, it seemed like a good thing to "splurge" on. (funny that I consider 10 dollars splurging now, but for me that's bout 2 days worth of food. )
For some reason, maybe because I had no immediate stresses occupying my mind, or maybe it was because it was pouring and I was listening to the Smiths, but all of the sudden I had this overwhelming feeling of loneliness. That may seem like something that wouldn't surprise me, but to be honest I hadn't felt it until today. That's not at all to say I don't miss you guys, but I've been so busy that I haven't really had the time to dwell on the fact that, while I've got a few people to go out to clubs with, the only person that I've really got up here that is a friend is Mike. And since I'm already living on the couch, I'm trying not to inundate him or his roommates with my presence too much. But he did teach me about tattoo guns tonight, which cheered me up a great deal.
It'll get better. Once things settle in, I'll have things much more in order.
Summary. I have social life, an apartment, a job, and some connections. And I've been here 2 weeks. Not too shabby.
Goodnight boys and Girls.
Shayna
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