If I Can Make it There, I'll Make it Anywhere

After a brief, blessed stint as a fully-employed person, I will soon return to the land of the food stamp-eligible, which means I'll probably have more time to blog. True, it would be nicer to have less time to blog and more time to drum up some rent money, but hey, man, beggars can't be choosers. Though we can be bloggers.

And now, for a moment of seriousness.

I've been back in New York for two months now, shuffling from Brooklyn to Manhattan and back day after day. I've sent out job applications, though certainly not enough, signed up for unpaid/low-paid freelance gigs, and fact-checked countless magazine articles. I'm not really any closer to finding a job, but maybe some of that is because I'm still not even sure about what kind of job I want to get.

New York is the kind of place that beats the hell out of you and doesn't have any interest in letting you fight back, a quality I vaguely recognized growing up here. There's always someone better, brighter, prettier, more accomplished, more connected, and more talented than you are, digging their heels into your toes and reminding you that you really aren't anything special. I've been told time and again that I need to develop more of an ego, but sometimes I feel like it's better to be here without one. It's hard to survive if you're interested in going with the flow, because the flow in New York is more like a tsunami.

There's really nothing to do but latch on and hold tight. It's an adventure for sure, but an exhausting one nonetheless.

I miss Baltimore.

A Whole New World

Well, after a week-and-a-half long battle between the demon keepers of the InterWebz (Time Warner Cable) and ourselves, my new BK roommate and I can finally access all the glorious things the 'Net has to offer!

Of course, the instant we had Internet again, I watched an adorable YouTube video of an adorable sleepy baby bunny. I have posted it here so all three of my readers can soak themselves in the cuteness. It's two and a half minutes long. I watched it four times. Huzzah, Internet!

So, as you may have guessed, a great many changes happened in the few weeks I was off the Web. First and foremost, something called Google+ was invented. I have no idea what Google+ is. At first I was banned from it because I wasn't popular enough to be "invited" by some posh keyholder, but once I was, my computer was too old and cranky to access it. Looks like Baby MacBook and I will have to be satisfied with the old, boring Google.

Also, Facebook Chat has Skype on it now, so that's pretty weird too.

But aside from all the Internet updates (all of which were quite jarring at first), many life changes happened as well. I am now officially a Brooklyn resident, living in what I like to call The Lion's Den - right off the Bedford stop in Williamsburg. My new neighborhood looks like this:

Disneyland for history buffs.

JUST KIDDING, THAT'S COLONIAL WILLIAMSBURG! I'm such a joker. But actually, those lobsterback outfits look pretty sweet, and if someone dressed like that in my 'hood, I would totally make them be my friend.

Disneyland for hipsters.

But anyhoo, my actual neighborhood looks more like this:








Ah, BK. The land of PBR-swigging, neon clothing, and tattoos. It's a little different from the hallowed halls of my alma mater, in which dressing up meant wearing jeans instead of sweatpants. I wore leggings a lot, so I was considered pretty avant-garde, if I do say so myself.

Now, of course, my roommate and I are in a perpetual search for see-thru baby crop tops and suspenders so we fit in with the rest of the BillyBurg clientele.

Life is such a struggle.

the Internet is a privilege, not a right

Blog World, I am so sorry that I've abandoned you! Brooklyn has temporarily banned me from the Internet. I am writing you this message from a hijacked iPad (thanks, Dad!) and will provide you with more ponderings as soon as I'm granted access to the wonderful world of wireless web.

Until then, live free and prosper.