Today

Well, I don't think I'm getting that PA position I applied for. After sending a follow up email and hearing no responses, I've decided its not going to happen. That really bums me out, but I'm sure there will be more opportunities in the future. This means that I can take time to go to DC for the weekend of the 24th for my cousins' going away party. I'm excited about that. Now if I can only pick a bus. Why are there endless options of buses and how do I know which one is the best?

I'm taking the day off today to go and apply for restaurant jobs. K is printing off resumes for me at her work, so I'm going to the financial district to have lunch with her and pick them up. Then I'll come back uptown, go restaurant to restaurant and beg. Hopefully something comes out of that.

Let me tell you about three funny things that happened yesterday after work. I was walking home and I saw a man pull out a carpet, drop to his knees, and pray towards Mecca. In the middle of Times Square. That's something I've never seen before. You know what else shouldn't happen in Times Square? Wind. But it does. Which is why it was very embarrassing when my very flowy skirt blew up in front of hundred of people. I subsequently turned the corner and prayed that I would just disappear into the crowd and people would forget about it. Thirdly, a few blocks from my building, I saw a transsexual that had to be at least 70. Or else it was just a very tall, very masculine woman. With a beard. Hm.

The other night I met up with my friend D again. We had a drink at Zanzibar near work and then headed to the Chelsea Piers where we walked along the water and then into the west village. We had dinner at Pastis (the most mentioned restaurant in Sex and the City) and then went to a lounge nearby for another drink. It was a really awesome place, though the name escapes me at the moment. I didn't get home until 2am but it was totally worth it; we had so much fun.

On a sadder note, I recently discovered that my cat of 18 years, Sara, has failing kidneys and only has weeks to live. I'm sad I wont see her again, but I know she has lived a good (spoiled) life.

D wants to take me to a wedding this weekend so K and I are going dress shopping after work. Hopefully somewhere really cheap.

I am beginning to get frustrated with my apartment. It gets dirty so easily and always looks it because its pre-war so even when its clean it looks dirty. Its really tough not having a kitchen. Washing your dishes in the bathtub is....actually pretty funny. K and I have had many laughs about it. But it sucks when they pile up because both of us are rushing off to work in the morning. My other goal today: clean again.