11.28.2003 - - - 4:22 PM
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Here I am, writing my last entry before I move to New York. It's so hard to believe that in 48 hours I'll be in New York not as a visitor, but permanently. I've been crazy with the last-minute preparation, but tomorrow I have to kick it into high gear: packing. I have spent the last two weeks packing, but this is the actual put-stuff-in-the-suitcase packing, as opposed to the pack and ship stuff I've been doing. So, tomorrow I decide what is going to go in my suitcase, what my parents are going to bring, what The Boyfriend is going to bring in two weeks, and what will have to go back with me after Christmas. I don't even want to think about it until I have to. It's mind numbing.
Thanksgiving was a lot of fun. We all went to my aunt and uncle's house in Malibu, and there were relatives there from as far away as Seattle. After a few rounds of bloody marys, champagne, and wine, we decided to play team Scrabble. It's no surprise that the two sober ones (Ky and Erica) took home the crown. Although, after I insisted Erica drink some wine, I think it helped. Dinner was yummy, too! It was nice to hang out with my family for the day. Except my aunt has a cat, so after being around it all day, I thought my lungs would never re-open. Stupid cat fur. I hate it.
This morning Hardcore and The Ned came over to say goodbye on their way back to Hermosa Beach. That was so nice of them to stop by, it made me feel really good. After that, my mom and Princess Leah and I ran some errands. I need so much stuff, it's ridiculous. I bought some sheets and shower rings and a pair of closed toe shoes. Later on tonight I'm meeting up with The Boyfriend and his family for sushi. I have been craving sushi, so yay! Tomorrow I'm having dinner with T and Gi Gi and Nonie and Brad. I'm making the rounds. It will be a while until I have another home cooked meal!
Today is also the last day I can drive my car, as my car insurance ends at midnight tonight. I am so sad. I love the freedom of driving, and I love my car. I'm really hoping that my parents can sell my car while I'm gone in December - it will be too hard for me to watch someone else drive it away. Oh, the pain! Anyway, I'd better get going, gotta meet up with The Boyfriend. I am hoping to update here on Monday, but most likely there won't be another update until Tuesday when I have my computer at work (it's being shipped in from Burbank). Adios, kids!
11.25.2003 - - - 3:29 PM
Well, I am all moved out of my apartment. *SOB* Man, moving is such a pain in my ass. I really, really do not understand how I did it so much when I was in college. Every nine months I had to move! Oh my God, I would die if I had to do that now. It makes me feel good to think that, in a week and a half, I will be all moved into my new place. Even though I won't have a lot of things, at least the packing part will be over. I prefer unpacking. I've been slowly packing up my office, and even though I have very little here, it's still taking a while. Maybe because I stop packing so I can update. Hmmm.
I had a great weekend. After moving out of my apartment, my friends threw me a going away dinner. It was so wonderful to see all my friends together for the last time (until the welcome home dinner), and it meant so much to me that everyone took the time to come. I have the best friends ever. EVER! I got some great presents, too, including a Zagat's NYC restaurant guide AND an amazing scrapbook that my friends put together. Do you see what I'm saying about cool friends? The next day, we got up at the crack to go to the UCLA game. UCLA SUCKS, baby! What a fun game. We had a great tailgate before the game, watching TV, drinking, and BBQing. But, by the time the game ended, I was so exhausted, I thought I would fall asleep walking. I went to bed as soon as I got home, at 5:30 pm! And I slept until 6:30 the next morning! Crazy.
On Sunday, The Boyfriend and I took the rest of my stuff out to my parents' house. I went through a lot of stuff, deciding what should be shipped and what didn't need to go to NYC. I have to do more of that tonight, in fact. I took a few hours away from that to play mini golf with the Ostrich Ink staffers. Then it was back to sorting. Then it was bed time. I am still exhausted from it all. Last night, I went to Hermosa Beach for one last night with my friends. It was nice to have a chill night hanging out, gossiping and the like. And I didn't cry that much when I left. It's so weird to think that I won't be back in Hermosa for at least a month. I miss the ocean already. To make up for it, I'm wearing my "Hermosa Beach Local" shirt today. Don't forget your roots, yo!
So, there is an awesome site that I have just discovered called, Googlism.com. I am obsessed with it. As it says on the top of the page, "Googlism.com will find out what Google.com thinks of you, your friends or anything!" Some of the results are hilarious! Here are the best ones about me:
-heather is now an accredited interim minister
Don't you know it! With the Universal Life Church, baby!
-heather is feeling much better from an awful episode of flu
I HAVE been coughing lately.
-heather is at the eye of this lifestyle hurricane
-heather is our beautiful ballerina who dances to memory from cats or as a swan from swan lake
I think they see me in my room alone!
-heather is a bit of a throwback
I have been known to be
-heather is an aerobics instructor and wannabe model who thinks max just wants to take a few nude photos
Max is such an ass hole.
-heather is convinced he's sad to see her go
Who ISN'T sad to see me go?
-heather is all tarted up in pink and pigtails when she replaces the candy in her mouth with a cock
It starts out so cute and then it goes awry
-heather is confident that she can get us all off with her mouth
I believe I can do anything if I put my mind to it
-heather is on a no holds barred vacation that'll pamper her buns like you wouldn't believe
Man, I wish that were true. My buns need serious pampering.
And, my personal favorite, - - - - - - -
-heather is a fucking genius who's gonna be famous someday so you better hop on her bandwagon right now
Hurry up and get on.
11.20.2003 - - - 3:59 PM
Packing sucks. So, so much. I hate it with a fiery passion that I normally reserve for things like feet. The other night, Jax and Hardcore and to drag me into my room, and, thanks to their help, I managed to get some packing accomplished. But last night I got caught up in other stuff and didn't get much done. Which means tonight I have to pack my ass off, since by this time tomorrow, my stuff will be on a truck outta Hermosa. Why am I not rich? Then I could hire someone to do this crap for me. Although, I don't really want someone going through my stuff. I still want to know why I'm not rich, though.
I went shopping on my lunch break today. I need warm clothes very badly. Everyone has said, "oh, a reason to shop!" and while that is true, there is just SO MUCH that I need that it almost takes the fun out of shopping. I have to make sure that the things I buy can serve many purposes. I wanted to buy a pretty blue puffer jacket today, but I realized that I wouldn't wear it as much as if I bought a black one. Then I got concerned about spending money, so I didn't even buy a black jacket. I need close-toed shoes! I need hats! I need everything. Not to mention what I need for my apartment - everything. It is cheaper to just buy new stuff rather than ship out the furniture I have. Why spend $6,000 to ship stuff when I can spend about $2,000 for new stuff? Of course, where am I going to come up with this $2,000? Not to mention the money for stuff I didn't already have, like a couch, or rugs, or kitchen supplies. It's overwhelming. Have I mentioned that? I'm excited to decorate my new place. It's got a lot of potential to be really cute and funky. I just have to get my indecisive nature in check. I need to realize if I like something, I should get it, not spend days thinking about it only to decide that I want it but it's not available anymore. I hate it when that happens.
Tomorrow I am leaving work early to move everything out. Well, almost everything. I'll still be at my apartment through the weekend, so I need to leave a few things. But all my furniture will be gone, along with my TV, Stereo, and most of my clothes and the like. After I'm done moving, I'm going to a good-bye dinner hosted for me by my friends. There will be people there I haven't seen in months, I'm really excited. Then on Saturday it's the USC vs. UCLA football game. Should be a blow out! Go Trojans! It's my last home game for...well, who knows how long, so it will be fun but sad. We're getting there at the crack of dawn. Literally - we're leaving for the Coliseum at 7 AM. Yes, SEVEN. That is really effing early. I'm sure I'll be exhausted when I get home later that day. Then, Sunday I am getting the rest of my stuff out of the apartment, taking it to my parents' house, and going through EVERYTHING to decide what needs to be sent to NYC and what will be held for me in California. Then, when I decide what's going to NYC, I have to decide its level importance. For example, a shower curtain would be more immediately important than a pair of pants. I'm flying out to New York on the 30th, my parents are following me the following day, and The Boyfriend will be coming out on the 11th. That's a lot of stuff that can be brought in suitcases. So, stuff needs to be deemed suitcase-worthy or UPS-worthy. Then I have to decide what suitcase stuff should go in. Then what UPS shipment. It's a dance, I tell you.
Burbank smells like baked potatoes today. It's comforting to know that I will still be deciphering smells in my new city.
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11.18.2003 - - - 5:18 PM
Needless to say, ever since I made the decision to take the NYC job, my life has been a whirl-wind. Between trying to fit in every last friend, activity, and restaurant, I have hardly had time to breathe - not to mention the tons of packing I have to do. Oh, and work at my job, don't forget about that one. I've managed to get a few things straightened away. Last week, my mom and I went out to NYC, and with the help of a very nice broker, I found a great place. It's a studio, but it will do the job. It's actually a lot bigger than what I thought I was going to get. So, yay! I had a huge weight off of me once I signed that lease. Then it was going around the new neighborhood (Upper East Side of Manhattan) to scope it out. It's cute! Lots of little places to eat, drink, and shop. I like places with a lot of character. My building is even a National Historical Monument! Cool.
Ever since I got back on Friday night, it's been non-stop stuff. Packing, dinners, shows, packing. Have I mentioned how much packing I have to do? Well, it's a lot. How did I manage to move every nine months when I was in college? I guess I've been in Hermosa Beach for two and a half years now, so that's the difference. And I'm a pack rat. However, the bulk of the moving is going to occur on Friday, so I have to get cracking.
I wish I had time to write more, but for now you will have to be content with this. I'll write more this week - I hope!!! Here is a picture of me outside of my apartment.
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11.06.2003 - - - 4:03 PM
Before I get into the big stuff, I would like to say that I had a great weekend, and my week so far has been pretty good. I love Halloween and I had a good time despite the rain that came down during the prime party hours. USC's Homecoming was great, I saw some people that I hadn't seen in a long time, not to mention USC's crushing defeat of Washington State. I've gotten to see a lot of my friends and family over the last week - Princess Leah last Tuesday, and T and Nonie and all the regulars. I am taking advantage of everyone's proximity.
I haven't updated here much in the last two weeks because I have been busy trying to get in personal contact with everyone...I know a lot of my friends read this, and I didn't want anyone to find out on the internet what is going on with me. Well, not something like this. I got a promotion last week, and my company is moving me to New York City. I start the new job December 1st. I literally only had a night to make the decision, and it has been crazy ever since then. I am excited and honored to have such a great opportunity...I've never lived anywhere but Southern Cali, so this will be a good experience for me. On the other hand, I've never lived anywhere else, so I am freaking out a bit. It's a lot to have to do in such a short amount of time. Not to mention, I'm leaving my family and friends and The Boyfriend behind. I know that everyone is really jazzed to come visit me, and I am definitely excited to have them all - that's really what I'm looking forward to the most.
I'm going out to NYC next week with my mom to look for a place to live. I had a lead on a potential roommate, but I don't know if that's going to work out anymore. It's a co-worker, and the person is really awesome, but do I really want to work AND live with the same person? I think I had gotten it into my head that I wouldn't have a roommate, and I had talked myself into how nice it would be to live alone. It WOULD be nice...but having a roommate would allow me to get a much bigger place for less money. It's hard to figure it all out. I just have to realize that I'm never going to have it as good as I do now with Jax and Bells. Well, I already knew that. Even as I write this, I feel like I'm talking about someone else who's moving to New York. Half the time I'm crying about leaving everyone, and the other half of the time I'm thinking about how awesome it is that my company would promote me right after they laid off 10 other people. New York City is an amazing place, the last time I was there I couldn't help but picture what it would be like to live there. But, that was a year ago. Now, with that picture about to become my reality, it's hard not to think of everything I'm giving up for this. I hope I made the right decision.
If I didn't talk to you in person or on the phone or over email and this is how you found out I was moving, I'm sorry you had to find out this way. I've been so crazy and overwhelmed this week, believe me when I say I didn't mean to leave you out. Email me and I'll make it up to you!
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