Cha-cha-changes...

Ok, so I haven't posted in a while. I've experimented with other blogging areas. Myspace was fun, but a lot of people hate to go there; it can be so annoying. Friendster is cool, but not everyone I know is on Friendster. Plus, I really hate the idea that someone else is reading this. I mean, I know it's public and it's on the web and all...but I'm not writing for anyone to read. I just need to get sh*t off my chest. I need a neutral blogging space. A chalk board outside of the classroom. A white board in the middle of nowhere. So back here I am.

I have 2 days left in Los Angeles. I've lived in L.A. for 5 years and after much contemplation, my boyfriend and I decided to return to NYC. We found a cute 'lil apt in Queens and we've been having small 'lil arguments about paint color ever since we signed the lease. The neighborhood is quaint, residential...even villagey. Lots of restaurants, all kinds of cuisine, coffee shops, a block away from the 7 train, close to Shea, 15-20 minutes into Manhattan. I'm actually feeling quite spoiled that I'll be living so close to a subway. Always wanted that. Always wanted a dishwasher too, but that's another dream for another time, I guess.

So here I am, 2 days left. My 9 different lists have now become 1 final list of 22 things I must get done. Go to bank. Pack. Clean apartment. Drop off cable box (but be sure to watch everything on DVR before doing so). Things of the utmost importance.

My mother and sister are drying me absolutely batty with their worry. They think I'm positively nuts for driving cross country. Their anxiety is rubbing off on me and I hate it.

The new job starts 10/10. Anxious and excited about that too.

I'm too exhausted to write more. I haven't been at a day job since 9/8 and yet I feel like I've been busier than ever. I feel like I'm producing a movie. I hate this feeling and I can't wait for it to be over.

I will try to post here daily during our cross country trip.

Oh and...if your name is Christine and you were shopping in American Eagle yesterday- you should really think about answering your friend when she calls out your name 50 million times behind a closed dressing room door. It can be painfully annoying to other customers and they might feel the need to shout, "Shut up already!" at any given moment.