Seriously?

8am. Again. The day I get to sleep in.  And don't worry, this is just something I found on youtube to show you what I've been going through.  I do live at ground level, and I do have bars on my windows. My Jackhammers are across the street though, but just as loud.

Super Holly

Ok, so I have to give credit to my friend Naomi for this but it the greatest thing I've seen all day.

http://www.makemesuper.com/r.php?i=5_22ebf-175038-f-Holly

Enjoy!

Good Morning?

 Thursdays are the one weekday that I get to sleep in. So far however, it has proven impossible. Of course I naturally wake at 7am by the feeling of my bladder which is about to explode. So by the time I walk through the hallway of my building (as to not wake up my roommate who sleeps in the room right next to mine in a railroad apartment) unlock the kitchen door and make my way to the bathroom, I'm already significantly alert and awake. I shlep back through the hallway (which is a little weird yes, it is the actual hallway of the building and remember I'm still in pajamas and bedheaded), reenter my bedroom and try my best to go back to sleep. Today I did fall back asleep in phases between the cat acting like a maniac and bad dreams about Ian. Fun fun fun! Then promptly at 9 I am jolted out of my half sleep nightmares by a jackhammer right outside the window. Oh the joys of living on the ground floor. By the time I get annoyed enough to put my cute pink earplugs in, the jackhammers decide to go silent, get in their trucks, and go home to wherever jackhammers go. The cat is now sleeping sweetly on the corner of the bed, and the street outside is suddenly the quietest street in all of Bushwick. Amazing. And here I am, wide awake now writing this cranky blog which hopefully someone will enjoy.

just trying to live.

So Mercury is finally out of retrograde which I guess means now it's heading in the right direction and all the miscommunications, and other bumpy areas we've been experiencing for the past few weeks should be getting noticeably smoother from here until the end of October. I still feel like I want to hide inside until then but I am also antsy to get back out there and start having fun. I've been doing a bit of introspective thinking and I worry that I'm not aware of how I'm affecting people sometimes. Especially when I'm affecting them in a negative way. It's tricky because of course I don't mean anyone any harm but it's possible I've been way wrapped up in my own shit lately. Even just tonight coming home on the L train the lady sitting next to me yelled at me. She said I kept hitting her with my hand while I was reading my newspaper. She was probably right and it probably was a little annoying but I also don't think I deserved to be yelled at for it. We all have our bad days and I have to say I've had my fair share of them lately. I guess what I have a problem with is being made to feel like a bad person. I'm willing to take responsibility for the fact that my head has been in a fucked up place lately and I have not been at my best, but it's also nice to know that your friends can recognize what you are going through and try to be understanding. 

Can I?

Have you ever wanted to just stay, locked up inside your apartment, phone turned off, for weeks at a time so that nothing else can possibly go wrong?

On a lighter note

 This is my friend Katie and I. We like to do funny things, like dress up in crazy outfits with wigs, and make mini movies of ourselves. Not only is she fun to hang out with, but she also rescued my ass by letting me live with her for two weeks when I was going through heartbreak hell. During this time we had a few really good laughs and I wanted to share one in particular with you now.

 On one of the first nights that I was staying over, I happened upon this sign in the elevator:

"You guys, ummm...someone stole Christa's off-white sheets!" I say sarcastically when I get inside the apartment. Katie and her sister just start laughing and in unison say,  "AND SHE IS PISSED!"

For some reason this passive aggressive note with the multiple esses just cracked our asses up. so we decided to pull a good old fashioned prank on Christa. We got out all of Katies magazines and proceeded to create this:

We were going to finish it off with three photos. One of each of us wearing one of the following costumes: a mummy, a toga, and a classic sheet ghost with eye holes. Below would have been written HALLOWEEN IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER! We were too chicken to have our pictures on a threatening note, even though it was obviously a joke. 

What pranks have you pulled lately? 

Please let this be rock bottom

It hurts when you realize that the one person who you thought mattered most wouldn't be willing to step up for you in a time of crisis. Or even get out of bed to give you a hug.
I'll keep this short because it won't be pretty.
Good news I found a beautiful apartment with a wonderful roommate. Bad news, that same night my purse was stolen with everything in it. Wallet, camera, checkbook, ipod, keys...everything.
So the slate is wiped totally clean which is a good thing everyone keeps telling me, but I have to disagree. Everything else in life was working fine. He was the only thing that needed to be removed.
I got my phone replaced but I need everyones numbers again so contact me.
Hoping to be moved out of the apartment of pain by the weekend.

blah...

 I really wanted to post a blog about a prank I recently pulled with a couple of friends of mine, but it includes photos that are still on my camera, and the cord that attaches my computer to the camera is somewhere back at the apartment of pain. I'm not ready to go back there. I'll go buy a new cord if I have too. Once you see what we did you won't be disappointed. Whatever happened to good old fashioned pranks anyway? People are so sensitive nowadays. 

 Yesterday I got caught in a rainstorm after work while walking home so I ducked into park bar for a whiskey on an empty stomach. It made me feel invincible. Like I was ready to go out and have some fun. Only I couldn't enlist anyone to come be reckless with me, so I just walked home in the rain. 

 Both of the places that I've been staying at since last week are very poorly lit. I never understood how people can live in a home with inadequate lighting.  Especially when you are trying to get ready to go out in the morning. How can you see what you are doing? It's nothing personal, I guess I'm just feeling agitated right now without a home to call my own. 

 Stay tuned for more funny and entertaining blogs soon. I promise.