And I'm 22. I must admit that I wasn't looking forward to my birthday that much this year, at least not after moving. Not knowing a lot of people in the city, I wasn't sure if I would even be doing anything on my birthday aside than my usual TV watching from my apartment. Thankfully, the lovely and talented Mr. and Mrs. Chris and Johanna Buckels were willing to go out with me that night, and good times commenced. We went to a pub in the village that's basically an NYU student hangout and then up to a bar in midtown. So that was a lot of fun. The only sucky part of it was that it took me almost 2 hours to get home because the subway station I was at basically shut down. But I also got to talk with Mary - thankfully she gets cell phone reception where she's at - and my parents, so in the end it was a good day.
It was also my last Friday off of work. Tomorrow real work starts as I have to put together my travel schedule, which is just such a daunting task. I have a list of all the college fairs I'm attending (NACAC fair in Atlantic City: here I come...?) and all the high schools I'm responsible for, and I somehow have to make sense of all of it. It doesn't help that I just plain don't know the geography or anything. I just don't really know where to start. But I also know that I'm one of the most organized people that I know, so I'm sure eventually I'll get the hang of it.
Finally, I (finally) got a desk today (see below for Office Depot fiasco). It was pretty much the last thing I needed to get to make my apartment what I wanted it to be (save for some stuff to fill the walls) so it's good to finally have a complete space.
Anyways, I promise more prolific thoughts eventually, rather than just a recap of my day. Seriously.
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