I feel like there was a reason to post. But I lost it. So I'll just start by telling you "Fight for Your Right" just came on my iTunes, and I let out a very girlie squeal. I am sad I have never seen my Beasties in concert. They are amazing. Are they even IN concert anymore? Do they still do that, or has that ship sailed? I hope they're still around.
Adam Kramarow might be coming to visit me tomorrow...and I think his dad sorta invited himself along. That's cool, 'cause I love him too. Haven't seen that kid since I was 16 and he was 13, I don't think. I mean, they DID move to Florida and stuff, which limited my visual abilities. I miss Mona. I hope she's good. I wish she were coming up.
I think I'm going to slice the pumpkin later. I wish that were an inuendo for something, but it's not. It's just what it is - I want to cut the top off the pumpkin I got on the trip I took with Maria L's class a month ago, and if it's still safe, take the seeds out, salt them, and bake them. Ohhhhh that sounds delicious. I haven't had pumpkin seeds since I was... 10? *I'd like to share that mindsay just invented the tag 'pumpkin master' when I started to write this. What the hell is a pumpkin master?* I'd also like to share that the reason I have no space on my computer is that I apparently have 4,444 songs on iTunes alone. There are other songs elsewhere, but that's just insanity. Considering I don't have an iPot. But will I delete any of them? Um... I get attached to things quickly.
Which is probably why I get mad at things people do so easily. I'm sure his behavior is perfectly normal boy behavior (the giving of hot and then cold signals, the 2 hours it takes to answer a question via IM, etc). But I feel like it shouldn't be so. Why people can't be genuine baffles me. As TS (Yes, I don't need the Eliot part, we love each other that much) wrote (well, let's paraphrase in an attempt to make sense) "I can't say just what I mean"....but why not? Why can't it just be 'hey, I think I like you' not 'hey, let me flirt with you one minute and then the next kinda pretend you don't exist, and hope you keep biting'. I barely have time to sleep these days - I don't have time to try to figure this stuff out. 20 should be a care-free age. Maybe I'm secretly 50 and no one wants to tell me.
My new venture for the next two weeks (aka the next pay day) is to live on 50 bucks. This doesn't include filling my metrocard. I don't think that should count, because that's 20 bucks that I have to spend, without choice. So I guess technically I'm living on 70 dollars for 2 weeks. That's roughly 5 bucks a day. In reality, if we're going with 50, it's more like $3.57. Yes... a person can survive in New York City for $3.57. Basically, I'm going to be living like a homeless person, but thankfully with a home. Speaking of homeless people, I guess on this budget, I won't be able to give my spare change to the U.H.O. people with the blue jars, the dog lady on the corner, or anyone else I see. That sucks. I hate not being able to do anything. However, if the UHO old guy who used to work outside Silver and has now moved to 13th street is there, I'll buy him tea again. Because I love him. But otherwise, it's gonna be a pretty crappy 2 weeks. I wish I had Danielle's job - she makes like 80 bucks a night waitressing. Damn. Hot damn.
I think I'm going to hang my Yankee pictures, even though the season is overrrr. Better late than never? I cannot wait until next season starts!! The Yanks, my Cubbies, and my Joey is the manager of the Florida Marlins. Hollllllllllllllly crap. I love Joe Girardi. I cannot believe the Yankees let Tino go, though. I hope he and Bernie go play for Joe. Ohhhhhh that would be amazing. Then I'd REALLY watch Marlins games. I don't know WHY I love this stupid sport so much, but I friggin' do.
...this was long. Peace out
