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| 01:58pm 11/01/2008 |
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Happy birthday, Emaline.
Today you turn five. As I write this, you are foraging through the garbage in my bedroom, assumedly trying to find a tasty treat. I can't help but reminisce about the variety of nonedibles you've consumed over the five years we've known each other. These include but are not limited to: hundred dollar bills, match books, 1 pound bags of M&Ms, bottles of Tylenol, used condoms, pizza crusts, tin foil, tampons, underwear, socks, chicken bones on the street, grass, and of course, your own vomit.
I can't help but envy your obvious lack of elitism when it comes to eating. I only wish I could eat the kinds of things you do on a regular basis, just to say I did.
Regardless, it's been a good haul.
Here's to another year of you not getting run over by a car.
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| Saturday morning in the 'burg |
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| 12:08pm 14/07/2007 |
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I figure I'll make an actual update. It's been awhile since I have. So i've officially been living in new york city for six months. incredible, seriously incredible. it's been the fastest six months of my life. things in general are amazing here in the city that never sleeps. all signs point to good things, but of course it hasn't been easy getting to where i am.
some things i'd like to address via livejournal:
1. men on the subway. Why is it necessary for them to spread their legs as far apart as possible. I understand that in this muggy weather, their scrotum can't feel to good pasted to their leg, sure. I can't empathize but can only assume that's something that isn't very pleasant. but let's talk about it for a minute, specifically on the L train. I understand that when I get on the subway at my stop, you may have already been on the train for fifteen minutes. Sure. the benches on the L train allow three people to sit across before the bar. When you spread your legs like that, only two can fit, and if three fit, we're squished. Seriously, close your fucking legs. We get it. You have balls. But the subway isn't a comfortable situation for anyone, no one really enjoys the smells or the lush seating we are served up. So just close your legs so i don't have to glue my bare arm to someone else's body part.
2. cashcab. Based on my nondisclosure agreement, I can't get too far into it, but I'm disappointed in you. My lifelong dream was to hail the cashcab. Hailing it was, well...not how I expected it to be. Not only that, but the game itself felt unfair and biased. There was no way we could have made the amount of money we were capable of making with the way the game was operated that night. That is all I'm going to say about that.
3. Hipster girls in the 'burg. Okay. I love my neighborhood. The hipsters don't really bother me. I'm fine with them. But then summer rolls around. I've seen some of the shortest skirts I've ever seen in my entire life. To the point where there is full on ass hanging out of clothing. This isn't a complaint because I don't care all that much, but it's merely a question. Seriously, how is that okay for you to do? Don't you feel uncomfortable walking around the city with all of that hanging out?
there are just so many things in new york city that i have never seen before and will never understand. but then again there are so many things in new york city that i have never seen before that i will never be able to live without. like ever again.
at this point in my life, chances of leaving this city are slim to none.
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| I NEED YOUR HELP |
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| 03:05pm 06/07/2007 |
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Okay..so.. many of you have met my dog Emaline. Some of you have not but you've heard stories. Some of you have not heard stories but either way, here's the deal.
Brooklyn Industries (basically a brooklyn based American Apparel) is holding a Brooklyn's Coolest Canine contest, and I'm a fucking dork. A few weeks ago, Emaline was photographed by a professional pet photographer, and they have just posted it on the website.
Here's where you come in.
The more comments on the photo, the better her chances, so go to the link below and give Emaline a nice comment about how fucking awesome she is.
I need her to win this because I need clothes, so yeah, help me.
http://www.brooklynindustries.com/blog/index.php/?p=417
THANKS!!
jessi
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| 10:20pm 01/07/2007 |
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tonight could not have been more perfect.
adam and I ate delicious salads, then went up to the roof and watched the sun go down over all of manhattan while drinking classy champagne.
I love my life right now.
I especially love that I live in this city.
I have a feeling I will never leave new york city.
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| three weeks |
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| 01:58am 22/02/2007 |
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things have been coming up awesome lately.
I have a boyfriend, which was unexpected, but clearly delightful.
I have a prospective career, which I'm pretty excited about.
I have a chia herb garden, which should be blooming within the next couple of weeks.
things to look forward to:
Thursday, February 22 - Jesse Batesole and Maps and Atlases arrive in New York
Friday, February 23 - Ellen and Jeff Jacobs arrive in New York, Jen's birthday party on the lower east side
Saturday, February 24 - Trip to neo natal unit and lunch with parents
Thursday, March 1 - 5 - Mica, Hananne, and Sarah come to New York
Friday, March 9 - 15 - I go to Chicago
Thursday, March 22 - Jon Kaplan and Dan Dwyer come to New York
yeah things are good.
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| a real one? |
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| 12:27am 07/02/2007 |
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So...as of today, it's my one month anniversary of being in New York.
It still feels weird, I'll admit it. But I'm becoming very comfortable for a variety of reasons, which I will now list out for your viewing pleasure (aka i'm procrastinating so bear with me, or don't because no one is reading this because LJ is so five minutes ago)
1. structure: The first week I was here, I had Sarah. That was incredible. I've never really had a friend who I had so much in common with. Not only do we superficially connect (ie. swooning over the same types of men) but we share a lot of the same qualities, which is rare to find in another individual. But i digress. The point is, while Sarah was here, school hadn't started yet. I had all this time to...have all this time. I don't do well with no structure. And then school started, and I have all of my classes with the same group of six girls, who've I grown to love for a variety of reasons. Mostly, it's the fact that they're all so different than myself. We all come from different parts of the country, we all majored in different things, we're all completely different. It's cliche, I know. But it's nice. I didn't get much diversity of character in Chicago, mainly because everyone was from Chicago. I've grown to learn that most of the people I'll meet in New York will not be from New York.
which brings me to my next point on the list...
2. my surroundings: They are much more conducive to a healthy lifestyle for me. I've found time to focus on myself, mostly through exploring on my own. I've been to new york more times than I can count, but being able to live here, and be here every moment of the day really is like a love affair. I really do love this city. The other day, in one of my once in a while panic moments, I thought about what would happen if my mom randomly called me and said "jessi, you need to come home right now, no options." Not that my mom would ever do that, or would ever have that much control over me, but hypothetically. And the first thing I thought was, I just don't want to leave. For the first time in my life, I'm in a place that i just don't want to leave. and it's refreshing, not feeling like i'm waiting for something to happen. it's refreshing that I found something that suits me and I did it on my own terms.
3. my family: yes yes i know, they're in chicago. but not all of them! My brother is here and he's amazing. He has gone above and beyond the call of duty of a brother. He has made me feel more welcome than I ever thought possible and I'll never forget that. Yesterday I got home from class and went to my mailbox. I had a few envelopes in there from my dad, which is pretty standard since he likes to send all of the mail i get at home to me immediately, even if it's junk mail. Sometimes, he'll send me "pre approved credit card applications." So i sit down and open one of the envelopes. Just as I thought, random mail. bureaucracy, etc. But then there was a smaller envelope. I opened it up and here's what it said:
"Jess-
By the time you get this, I am sure you have talked to us about our meeting with Dr. Fine. In our discussion, I realized that I never really told you how proud I am of your "recent adventure"...picking up, moving your life, your dog, and going to an apartment you never saw...not having a single friend...WOW! Now this is the part I'm not sure I was clear about. I am not proud of you because you are fragile or seeing a therapist - I am proud of you completely separate from that. Anyone, no matter how mentally strong would be challenged to do what you did. This is not easy and you did it - and I am proud. That's it. You know I'm a man and sometimes I am not in touch with my feelings but I wanted you to know. Keep your chin up.
Love,
Dad"
Most of you know that a little over a year ago, I had my little nervous breakdown and since then have been a whole new person. Yes i see a shrink, big fucking deal. It's nice to have an objective opinion and if i didn't have someone to tell things to, I'd probably explode. Because I bottle things up, and that's not good. So the point is, my dad is amazing. My dad has never ever ever ever said anything like this to me ever before. My dad is amazing and I've always known that, but i've looked at him as a "coach" dad. He offers encouragement but is not too touchy feely...which is good because I'm not a huge touchy feely person. But sometimes i need it. This letter was what I needed yesterday.
and finally...
4. new friends. - I was really worried when I first got here about making new friends. I had this beautiful idea of what life would be like in new york, and it's not like that at all. But that's okay, because it's turning out better than I've imagined. Some of the people I've met so far are the most beautiful people I've ever met for their own specific reasons. And each of them has a found a way to make me feel comfortable in just about everything i do. To think that I've lived here for only a month and i've already found people that make me feel like me. In particular, I've met one specific person that has made the last week of my life pretty fulfilling. He is one of the first people I've ever met that automatically understands what I'm thinking and doesn't question it. It's novel to me because I haven't found many "romantic interests" that I've shared so much in common with. I wasn't looking for him necessarily, he just kind of happened, and I think that's nice. I've kept myself from dating for almost a year now for a variety of reasons...i figured i would know when it's time. I don't know what will come of it, but at the very least, I hope him and i can be really really good friends. and it's shaping up to be that way already.
so new york, i was ready for you and now i have you and i'm starting to feel like you're my city. You feel like home now and that is such a relief.
miss you all, see you soon.
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| the perils of living in new york |
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| 11:00pm 28/01/2007 |
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here's a nice story about what happened to me today.
a little background:
i live in kind of an old world italian neighborhood in brooklyn. there are tons of old ladies hanging out their windows in their house dresses and people who have lived here for years. it's a very quaint, safe neighborhood. Everyone knows everyone. Everyday, when I walk my dog around the block, there's an old man, around 75 years old who stands on the corner. He seems to be just watching. He's never been particularly nice, or particularly mean. He just stands there and stares. Never says hello.
Today, my mom, dad, brother and I were returning from the subway walking toward my apartment. There he is, per usual, standing on the corner. I think nothing of it.
We go upstairs and five minutes later I decide that I need to take the dog out. I live on the third floor of a walk up. As i walked out of my apartment, I could hear a woman talking downstairs. Once again, I think nothing of it. I get down to the first floor and I'm approaching the foyer area of my building. The foyer is basically one glass door that leads to a really small space with the mailboxes and then another door that leads outside. The door that leads outside is never locked. The glass door is.
I see two figures standing in the foyer through the first glass door. As I get closer, I realize one is a woman, and her pants and underwear are around her ankles. I immediately open the door and there is the aforementioned old man accompanied by a hooker. They both looked at me shocked and the hooker pulls up her pants, covering up her HAGGARD vagina. She looks at me and says, "Oh I'm sorry, I was just helping my grandfather with something. No disrespect." I looked at them with my mouth agape. They both walk out.
Shortly after, the family and I had to leave. We walked downstairs and we're waiting for the car service to come and pick us up. I notice that the old man is standing in the corner store and I let my dad know. My dad goes in there and he talks to him and walks out. The old man comes out and promptly tells us that he's a married man and he's been on this corner for 60 years. He would never be doing what we were accusing him of.
Hmmm.
That's all I have to say.
Meanwhile, the Sopranos are filming on my block tomorrow right in front of my apartment. I will be watching all day.
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| things in new york... |
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| 02:01am 23/01/2007 |
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....are really good.
it's been a little bit difficult adjusting, but everytime i come home and look out the window and realize that i actually live in new york, i smile. it's really nice being here.
it's really nice having everything be new.
it's really nice meeting new people.
but i do miss home. i'll be fine.
anyway, the other night it started snowing really really hard and i took some pictures.
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| 12:45am 12/01/2007 |
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well here I am in New York. It's kind of surreal actually but everything is starting to come together, i'm starting to feel more at home.
sarah is still here which is really nice. my apartment is set up really beautifully and feels lived in already which is also nice. i only got lost on the subway once so far.
i bought books for school today. grad school has a lot of books.
i hung some curtains today and sarah and i put together my bed. that gave me a great feeling of accomplishment.
on a high note, it's emaline's 4th birthday.
on a low note, sarah goes back home on sunday. wah. that will suck.
but school starts next week so i'll be busy enough to keep my mind off of it.
my next door neighbor is banging things. he's probably retaliating.
i live on the greatest block in the world. it's true.
i'm very happy. very happy indeed.
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| tomorrow |
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| 10:26am 04/01/2007 |
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i leave tomorrow. I'm moving to new york. This is my last day in chicago.
Come to my going away party tonight.
It's at 9:00 PM at the California Clipper.
Expect beer, bingo, prizes, and me.
call me
847.209.9555
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| 03:12am 01/01/2007 |
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i had a great new years eve
it beat the shit out of every new years for the past two years
couldn't be better.
now i'm off to new york.
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| weekend recap |
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| 02:25am 25/12/2006 |
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well here it is, christmas. means...well..not much to me. i do like christmas music sometimes. and yeah.
anyway. what's been going on, what's been going on.
got my apartment in new york. it's in a really great area and it's pretty spacey for a decent price. i'm very excited.
i leave in less than two weeks.
at my parents tonight for the first time in weeks it feels like. my dad just had surgery on thursday, so i thought i'd come out and spend the holiday with him and just kind of hang out. went to some bar in highwood with violet and ali. it was...well...interesting. i love both of those girls to death, but they need to get it together. it just makes me sad seeing them in that environment because they're so much better than that. but they're both doing good things with their lives so i shouldn't complain too much.
emaline is going to be a new york dog. that blows my mind.
i'm going to be a new york graduate student. that also blows my mind.
i need to start packing, like immediately.
if anyone wants a leather couch, you can have it.
if anyone wants to hang out, you can also have it.
expect a going away party. i keep saying that don't i.
okay i'm going to stop this.
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| 07:20pm 24/11/2006 |
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things are progressing as they should i suppose.
i have one mere month left in this city and then i'm moving...nyc here i come.
things that have been going on as of late:
-graduated college
-got into Northwestern Graduate Program
-got into NYU Graduate Program
-waiting to hear from Columbia University Teachers College Graduate Program
-still tutoring the little guys
-still harboring an unhealthy obsession with bingo
-been wasting my college degree since school ended, aka drinking every night of the week
-hanging out with a new someone i suppose
-looking for apartments in manhattan
had my first thanksgiving sans meat yesterday. it was just as ordinary as other thanksgivings.
ummm i guess that's it.
i'm glad i just "blogged" about it
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| 01:05am 04/10/2006 |
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things have been busy, but good.
taking the GRE on Friday. When that's over, I'll be able to breathe a sigh of relief.
Still tutoring the little orthodox monsters. I will straighten them out, I swear.
Grad school applications should be on their way this weekend.
I should be out of this city within three months.
The dog is ... you know ... the dog.
The apartment is ... you know ... the apartment.
School is ... you know ... school.
So yeah, things are busy, but I'm doing well.
Shoutout to bingo.
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| 01:52pm 24/09/2006 |
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things have been good. rosh hashanah is over.
very busy lately.
things i'm doing:
-getting ready for the GRE
-writing essays for grad school
-tutoring three orthodox jewish kids, yeah i know, but they're super cute
-working at an elementary school on fridays teaching art
-making sculptures out of toothpicks
almost out of this godforsaken town
i love all you people here, but i'm ready to move on to bigger and better places.
three cheers for the ivy league!
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| 01:13am 08/08/2006 |
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things are good.
+played bingo tonight and got kind of tipsy
-didn't win bingo
+cleaned my room
-cleaned my room
+this thing with a J
-this thing with a...
+new york
-GRE
+roseanne
-jeff foxworthy show
+one mile walks
-bugs
+loehmanns
-loehmanns
life is pretty alright. no complaints yet.
by the way.
aurelia pucinski is my woman.
i got the polish on my side.
mama,
jessi
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| 05:42pm 23/05/2006 |
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sitting in class. bored.
tonight we will call the dead.
that's right, our apartment is haunted.
we are going to see what's goin on with this bitch.
in other news, there is no other news.
if haven't talked to you in awhile, please say hi. even if you think you're not supposed to. i would love to hear from pretty much everyone at this point.
cuz i'm happy so everyone else should be too.
this was by far the weakest post i've ever made.
and with that...
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| 11:32am 08/05/2006 |
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let's see.
school's ALMOST out.
almost.
that means, i go to hawaii for a week. that will be fun.
then i come home and i go to israel for ten days.
that's going to be amazing. i went to the orientation yesterday and got pretty PUMPED.
i learned how to play sodoku. i'm one of them.
and that is all for today.
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| 11:26pm 04/04/2006 |
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ugh...tuesdays are my longest days.
basically 6 hours and 15 minutes in front of a computer with a brief hour break.
school this semester is a lot of work but a lot of fun. i'm taking three studio art classes. that's nice and relaxing.
so i basically have just enough time to walk my dog and do some block printing, and bring medicine to my ailing roommate.
other than that, things have been pretty alright.
i'm enjoying the pace at which my life is progressing. i've assessed things and prioritized and started to become more comfortable making healthier decisions.
things are looking good.
next week is passover. normally, i enjoy this somewhat odd holy day...but this year it will be the hardest of my life.
my grandma (who passed away a few months ago) always had passover at her house. this is the first passover in my entire life that she will not be in attendance. i'm dreading it. next week i will be a wreck. just thinking about it makes me want to go to sleep for a few days.
but i'll get through it. i always do.
i've managed to rip both of my contacts within one week of each other. that was funny.
i also ate philly b's with jon kaplan and mica and sincerely enjoyed it.
other highlights of the week include:
-getting roses from rob after an unfortunate accident..haha...the funeral's in a few days HOPEFULLY
-watching all my back episodes of jeopardy from when i was out of town
-eating ice cream cake at 10 at night with mica
-taking the dog to the dog park
-enjoying popojon....one of the funniest i've ever met
-finally getting in touch with lindsay nass...i missed that girl
-giving yvonne her pigeon present
-genuinely enjoying the natural progression of day to day life.
anyway, hope all is well with you all. y'all. you all.
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| 10:30pm 27/03/2006 |
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things have been interesting since i got home.
things are looking up.
here's to livin' the life.
props.
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