Probably a few other people check up on this every now and then, but you´re my follower and I made something for you.
I like my new place a lot. I have cool roommates and a killer bedroom. And most excellently, my hour long commute to work is whittled down to a brilliant two minute trek down 181st street passed a handful of people I´m used to seeing everyday. There´s Alex, the shoe and leather repair guy, Popeye the locksmith (though he is mildly sailor-mannish), Gina the dry cleaner, Sara the hairdresser, (this particular Dominican hair parlor is is the only one with a French name. It´s called "Le Haircut."), and finally a handful of really nice and laid-back people I´m now used to spending my days with at City Drug Pharmacy. Sometimes it all feels a little too Mr Rogers´ to be true.
Sure, it´s not the ideal job I envisioned myself going with after college, but it´s no stress and it pays the bills. And I feel pretty cozy there now. I have a couple of students now who I tutor in various levels of math and English, ranging from first to eleventh grade levels.
I´m building a desk this week out of things I´ve found, which I think is pretty cool. And I´m a handful of minor purchases away from having all I need to tailor my room into a workspace to finish recording the songs I´ve written in NYC. I don´t have any plans for the music, I just like exploring with it.
On that note, one of my new roommates is also a musician. He plays the sax- Dad you´d dig the way he plays- also he plays the flute, and he sings from time to time. We mad this in lieu of photos. We had fun:=) I hope you like it.
I´m still waiting to hear from the Fellows Program- and in about 3 weeks I´ll be in the threshold of time they said they needed to reply with an answer. I still feel it went well, but I put in the back of my mind.
That pretty much covers the crucial updates. I´m trying to scrimp and save to go to MJ´s wedding. I think it´ll work out fine. It always does with the fam. Oh yea- I need stuff for my walls. If anyone has something they could send me let me know... in a blank white room, anything would be better than nothing.
