I haven't written in a while (yet again...), so I figured I would do some catching up (for anyone who even reads this half-ass blog of loathing and narcissism). I have been busy with my relatively new job as a server, as well as a new foster cat (more on Bon Bon in a minute), and I now have an awesome gig as a contributing editor with Renegadechicks.com!!!!! More on that in a minute as well.
I had a nice, but short-lived Christmas with my family upstate. I was only home for two nights, and spent the majority of my Christmas Eve wrapping a billion gifts that I had sent upstate. Sadly, I had to return to the city for work, and came back the day after Christmas in the midst of a pretty bad snow-storm. As you may or may not already know, I have THE worst luck with public transportation of any person I know (mainly with buses). I have had so many buses break down while I have been on them, that it was not even a surprise to me on my way upstate when the bus pulled off for a second pit stop. I knew right away what was coming... buses usually make only one stop between Port Authority and Binghamton, not two. Sure enough the driver came on over the intercom and announced that there was an issue with the temperature gauge that he needed to investigate. Naturally I called everyone I knew and started fuming quietly over the phone. As if riding a smelly, uncomfortable bus wasn't awful enough- why do the buses I ride almost ALWAYS encounter problems like break-downs and delays? I thanked my lucky stars when the driver climbed back on after five minutes and said the bus was good to go again. However, leaving Binghamton to come back to the city on the 26th negated whatever luck I had experienced on the 24th. I wanted to stay home until the 27th, and travel back that day, but my parents argued the fact that there was going to be a snow storm, and so they encouraged me to leave the day after Christmas, before the snow had started. I had to wait in a queue of about 60 people at the bus station, because apparently all of the buses were already delayed and some had cancelled trips in preparation for the on-coming storm. I kid you not, I waited outside in 25 degree weather for an hour and 15 minutes. I was shaking from cold and delirious with frustration by the time the bus pulled up. I know many of you probably think this is a joke, but for the first time in my life I was glad I had gained some weight over the holidays, because had I not, I don't think my body would have been able to tolerate the temperature for such an extended period. I finally climbed on the bus, all of my Christmas gifts in tow, and commenced. Only a half-hour into the journey back to the city, snow started falling. It grew worse and worse, and after only an hour on the bus, we were literally crawling down the highway at a snail's pace. Needless to say, what should have taken 3 hours start-to-finish ended up taking about 6.5 hours (the hour of waiting at the station included). I couldn't complain, because obviously the driver couldn't control the whether, and I was scared we wouldn't make it back that night at all, but JC- I swear to God I am NEVER RIDING ANOTHER GREYHOUND/COACH BUS SO LONG AS I LIVE!
Starting the new year off on a positive note, I have a new foster cat now too. Breezy (the first foster) went to live with a couple that already has another cat; it was decided that it would bring her out of her shell more if she had some feline companions. I just received an update about her today actually, and apparently she sleeps in bed with her new foster parents and loves being pet. Funny- she hid under my bed for the entire month she lived with me, and I tried literally EVERYTHING to coax her out/make her feel at home. WTF?! Oh well, I now have a male cat named 'Bon Bon.' He is pretty sweet and actually enjoys cuddling, however he was recently neutered so he still has hormones producing the most foul-smelling piss I have ever smelled. On top of that, he cried at my terrace door for like 4 days non-stop to go outside. I used to love cats, but now I am reconsidering how much I actually like them living with me... at least I never have to worry about being a cat lady. My heart belongs to Bijou... he is the only cat for me. But enough about my on-going saga with cats....
I am currently getting around 20 hours a week at Highline Ballroom as a server. It is less intimidating now that I know what to expect and how the system works, however, I hate not knowing how much I will make each night, never knowing how many hours a week I can count on getting, and never knowing what my paycheck will thusly look like. I never thought of myself as the type of person who needs consistency and stability, I'm not one for planning in advance or making written budgets, or any of that nonsense, however, it is worrisome and gives me anxiety not knowing what my monthly income will amount to. I had a couple of interviews last week, one of which I am really (fingers crossed) hoping I get hired for. I applied and interviewed with Amika Hair care products (they are sold through Sephora and HSN), for a purchasing position. I low-balled them when they asked me what kind of salary I was expecting to make, so hopefully that will be a selling point for me. I REALLY REALLY REALLY want it. I just want a regular 9-5 job with steady income and decent benefits, because now that I am slightly older, I realize you can still do what you really want to do on the side and not have to depend on your hobbies to make a living (unless things really start working in your favor). On that note, I heard back from Renegadechicks.com (it's a more tamed down/friendlier version of jezebel.com) and I am going to be a contributing writer!!!!! You can look forward to more work from me there (I'm sure I will post links on Facebook, etc.). I might have to tone down some of what I write (less swearing, etc.), but that shouldn't be too hard for me. My primary topic of writing with renegadechicks is going to be women's issues... I'm stoked/honored that I get to do this! Furthermore, I know I have shunned pinterest in the past, but I have been put in charge of maintaining renegadechicks pinterest boards, so keep your eyes open for that as well (I promise not to post lame love quotes and pictures of tea pots).
Life is certainly far from where I thought it would be at this point in life, however, it is looking up. If I get that purchasing job, I think I will be much closer to where I want to be as a person and career-wise. Sigh.
