Oh god.

I am still awake and it is not good, because what will happen is this: tomorrow night (or later tonight, since it is technically tomorrow), the same thing will occur, except I'll be kicking myself because I'll need to wake up at 7:30 am the next day.

Did you follow all that?

Some True Facts

1. I have a job now. I work in a bakery and sell cakes I can't afford to celebrities. (Though this actually has yet to happen.)

2. Today, I realized that I knew who Kurosawa, Scorsese, and Fellini were when I was 7. And then I realized that I am a freak.

3. Tonight, in an attempt to familiarize myself more with my neighborhood's bar scene, I went to a place called The Soft Spot. It has a nice atmosphere, and Guinness on tap. Good Guinness, I might add.

4. I want to marry Michael Sheen. Too bad he's 40 and totally unattainable.

5. I miss Dublin. A lot. (Have I mentioned this recently?)

Post-Grad Week Three (Four? It's Still The Weekend)

Writing this from my apartment in Brooklyn, where I'll be shacked up for another two-and-a-half months before going home for a brief hello and then moving to Dublin. Exciting, no? I spent my first week here (this past week) trying to find a job, and spending way too much money. Last night I had to sit in and watch Law & Order in order not to empty out my pockets (incidentally enough, I went to the grocery store on the corner and bought food and essentials, so the plan actually failed). But it wasn't all bad, because my housemate Molly made dinner and offered me some, and it was the best meal I've had in a while. Simple pasta and shrimp dish, made with asparagus (which I ate! scandal!) and garlic, but holy mother it was so good. Nothing like fresh ingredients. Molly's husband, Gabe, is going to make lobster at some point, and after eating it, we're going to walk to McCarren Park and throw the remains at all the hipster vegans. It'll be like egging, but with seafood and people to replace the walls of buildings.

Things I Have Done Since Getting Back From Holiday:

1. job-hunted
2. saw Away We Go, which I thought was fantastic and nice to see Sam Mendes doing something different
3. learned how to make stellar burritos (must write down recipe)
4. ate a lot of pad Thai
5. did not start my diet
6. finished Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex, which is Mary Roach's newest book and taught me a lot of stuff about my anatomy that I never would have guessed
7. took advantage of the fact that I now have cable TV
8. played with Tracy's cute rabbit, Tuco
9. slept in
10. discovered I'm allergic to sulfur
11. went to a late-night screening of The Shining, which was great to see on 35 mm, even if the print was a little scratchy
12. walked to and from Williamsburg--a lot
13. took advantage of the fact that the Virgin Megastore in Union Square just went out of business and all DVDs were at least 70% off
14. had a conversation with my housemates about how we hate hipster fashion and hipster culture in general; knew I was living with the right people when Molly used the phrase 'not aesthetically pleasing' without my prompting
15. started playing Scrabble again

Hopefully within the next week or so, I will be able to find a job. I'm in a bit of a crunch right now, and in complete understanding of why so many people are upset by the economy. Any sort of income would be good. One thing's for certain, though: I truly feel like an adult, because I've never been so depressed to be out of work. That, and sometimes I want to go to bed at 9 o'clock.

Post-Grad Week One

I am really hoping this summer gives me a chance to clear my head, cos everything is buzzing right now and I'm not sure how to make it stop.

Still Alive

Updating this from an apartment in Dublin.

Life's been pretty turbulent as of late, with too much that's gone on to properly talk about it all. A list, though, if you will:

1. Graduated from college. Rahm Emanuel spoke, and an MFA candidate made a speech involving an extended metaphor about the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. It was all very surreal, and I don't know how to feel about being able to call myself an 'alum.'

2. Got into grad school. Moving to Ireland for an indefinite amount of time come September. Pretty psyched about this.

3. Found an apartment for the summer. The joke is that all SLC students move to Brooklyn because it's the 'thing to do,' but I'm moving there cos the rent's slightly cheaper and cos the apartment's nice and cozy and cos my housemates are laid back and lovely people. Also, I have my own bathroom with a Jacuzzi tub. Cool, no?

4. Something I don't feel is appropriate to blog about just happened, and it happened suddenly. Trying to process it, but it's difficult. Just going through the motions right now.

In Less Than 24 Hours, I Will Be A College Graduate

Oh god.

I Know This Much is True

Dear Diary,

I am no longer poor. Just crunched some numbers, and they made me smile. The parents taught me well (with regards to saving, at least).

Also, I am no longer a 'disappeared' person. I was for a while, but now I'm back.

Cheers,
Rebecca

Caution: Nothing To Worry About

Things are less of a fucking mess right now. Big post to come.

True Story

Everything is a fucking mess right now. Everything.

This Will Be Revised and Reposted On A Regular Basis

Here is a List of Bands/Artists I Can't Get Into, Even Though Music Blogs Tell Me I Should Love Them:

1. Department of Eagles
2. Phoenix
3. Chromeo
4. St. Vincent
5. Dirty Projectors
6. Grizzly Bear (this is a BIG one...everyone and their mother is supposed to be a fan)
7. Beach House (I think they're so boring! they made all the top-ten lists, and I don't understand why!)
8. Joanna Newsome (okay, this is old news, but I've never liked her...ever...and I think I'm the only one)
9. Forest Fire

Emm, think that's all for now. See title for what I plan to do with this thing.