I got the keys to my first apartment today. I wasted a bit of money by neglecting to check the keys before I copied them – it turned out that one of the keys they gave me didn’t work. But the place looks bigger in real life than it does in my memory, which is amazing. The rooms are about the same size, and the floor is completely covered in gross black and white checked linoleum. Something must be done about this. But I’m finally just now getting a break from the skateboarding odyssey that I went on today, between the real estate office, the apartment, and my roommate. I went between all of those places three times, skating the whole way…I’m tired.
Also, since tomorrow is in fact my 20TH BIRTHDAY, my coworker brought me cupcakes made with orange juice this morning at work, which were fantastic. I did accidentally knock them all onto the floor, but I still ate about three floor-cupcakes. They were incredible. And it’s cool that somebody remembered my birthday and cared enough to do something about it. Awesome.
In other news, Odd Future are fantastic. I just downloaded Radical….swag. Sweet, sweet swag.
Finally found a place to live yesterday. It’s in Manhattan and we’re going to pay 1600 per month, so it’s incredibly tiny, but it is in a sweet location. It’s right on the edge of Tompkins Square park, which is a really nice area, and the park has a basketball court in it that you can skateboard in. It’s going to be good. It’s the apartment below the ground level, which means that there isn’t a huge amount of sunlight, and one of the rooms has a window that looks up to the street level, so you can see taxis and people going by. If possible, that’s where I want to put my desk, so I can work facing the outside world. That would be rad.
Thinking a lot in the last few days about how my skills compare to everyone else’s, which is to say that I’m kind of depressed. Thoughts that concern how “good” I am at stuff don’t usually occur unless something else is depressing me. It’s probably the upcoming move that’s doing it. As such, I’ve been reading a lot of pictures for sad children which is a sweet pessimistic webcomic that I just found out about yesterday. Like I said yesterday, I got that bacon cupcake and it was awesome. The chocolate on the bacon took it from good to great. Listen…thinking too much about “how much better everyone else is at everything than I am” is not a good idea. I don’t recommend it to anyone. For some reason, I seem to be especially prone to it. At least I can see that it’s not a good thing to do. Here’s what’s going to happen: I’m going to go to the hackathon on Saturday and Eric and I will meet a bunch of really cool and smart people, some of whom will be much more advanced programmers than I am, and a few of whom won’t be, and we’ll build something really cool together, and the thing that we build is going to show off my sweet skills and give me something to be really proud of and boost my confidence. And I’ll have a ton of fun staying up all night and coding and I’ll meet a few important people and drop my name around people who can get me internships. Everyone will think I’m the man because of my awesomely high level of confidence.
…yeah……..let’s go with that.
Sometimes you have a day that you totally expect to go one way, and it totally goes another way. I did a lot of things that I’d never done before today. First of all, at about 10:30 AM, I was skating from Barnes and Noble to Trader Joe’s to do my grocery shopping, and I got stopped by a cop who told me quite authoritatively that “YOU CANNOT RIDE YOUR SKATEBOARD ON A CITY SIDEWALK”, and who, after a few minutes of form-filling and consulting with his partner while I waited nervously, gave me a pink ticket that claimed that I was guilty of the “RECKLESS OPERATION OF A SKATEBOARD”. I was really worried that the guy was going to take my board (the brand new Four Loko Real deck that I just got yesterday), because he was being a total dick. It seemed like he kind of expected me to be as well (probably an assumption made about skateboarders), and I think I made things a lot easier on myself by being “respectful”, as he put it. The thing is, it’s not like it was a full sidewalk, or that I was going particularly fast. It’s just lame. But at least I still have my board, and probably no actual fine.
Also, I went through the process (very new to me) of going to an apartment open house later this afternoon. The guy who was showing the place didn’t give an address, he just said “on the corner of Broome and Elizabeth”, which, to my suburban sensibilities, sounded a little bit sketchy – so I brought my friend along. Of course, it ended up not being sketchy at all, but the apartment was a little bit silly. Being a Manhattan apartment, it’s of course going to be tiny, and it smelled kind of weird, and the shower was in the kitchen, but I was into it. Also, the broker was arguing with the owner while we were there…it was really weird. It started to get better, though, when the broker showed us his own place in the same building, that he’d decorated to actually look quite nice. So I followed him all over the east side attempting to have copies made of the application forms while he told stories about how he and his dad would go around Manhattan together in search of “beautiful girls”. Funny guy. It’s kind of a wack apartment, but the rent is insanely good, and the location is mega prime. A good place for a scofflaw such as myself.
So tomorrow back to reality for a few minutes, as I’m rudely reminded of all the homework I didn’t do while I was too busy being prejudged by an officer of the law and following an Israeli guy who looked like James Franco.