Saturday, January 9th

It's Saturday! Sorry I haven't kept up the last couple days. Things have been a little crazy around here. Lemme retract myself back to where I left off. Thursday I had to get up super early in order to be at the NY Psych Ward at 9am. New York has turned me into a crazy person so...

Just kidding. But I really did have to go there. While I'm job hunting I decided to participate in a Women's research study. I won't go into detail about what the study is about because its supposed to be confidential and on top of that I think you would probably be bored reading about it. But on the up and up, they are going to pay me pretty big bucks for just a few days time. Getting there, I had to take the J to the A train which took FOREVER. In total, I was on the train for about an hour. Thank goodness for itunes. My brother loaded my ipod for me before I left with all the goodies so it has been my most prized possesion since I've been here. My favorite time to have my headphones on is actually on the subway. It's like deep people watching. Man, I really do miss Pat. My whole family actually. It's now starting to sink in that I can't see them whenever I want. Kind of bums me out but I know that they're still the same crazy Fortes (and Adams) back at home. Anyway, I ended up being at the Women's Research Center for the majority of my day. The building had no cell phone service but I kept getting voicemails. I asked the nurse if it would be okay to run out to the bridge to check them and she told me it was no problem. The first of three voicemails was my mom (surprise surprise, lol) calling to say hi. The next was Tyrone! the crazy guy that showed me the closet bedroom apartments. He was "following up on my interest of the apartment". Delete. The last was a call from a woman designer that is going to be launching her couture line in fashion week next month. She said in the voicemail that she wasn't so impressed with my resume, but loved my cover letter! So I called her back and had about a ten minute phone interview. She's looking to hire an assistant as her right hand person during fashion week and once fashion week is over she needs someone who is going to be in NY and available to help with various tasks until she relocates from Miami. The interview went great and I think she was really impressed by me. I'll actually find out later today if I got the job!

I left the psych ward around 3 o' clock and headed back to the BK. Trent had just gotten into Jersey so I made plans to meet up with him later on in the night. We ended up meeting at Penn Station at 11pm and he was so pumped up when I saw him. This guy has such a zest for life I think we are going to be great roomates. Once we dropped off his stuff at my apartment, we were in agreement that it was time for a beer. I googled local Brooklyn bars and we decided to hit up this one that is right below the subway a few stops from my place. This place was so rad! It was a full on rock and roll/metal bar. The lights were all red, there were crazy posters all over the walls, awesome music, bartender covered in tats, a random cat that was just walking around and top of the bar, skeletons, and $3 PBRs. We stayed almost until closing and the more we drank, the better the conversation.

Friday came before I knew it. This was the day of my interview for the internship with the R&B singer Corinne. Before I went, I took trent to see the Tribeca apartment that I saw a few days before. He really liked it and also found some other sweet bonuses that I didn't notice the first time. We decided we want to keep looking but we are definitely keeping it in the maybe file. After that I jetted over to 31st street for my interview. I was ten minutes early. Back in CA I was always always always late. I'm not exactly sure why but it was becoming a seriously bad habit. Ever since I've been here I've found myself being early to everything. I'm pretty happy about that change. But anyway, I interviewed directly with Corinne Vielle. She greeted me through two beautiful glass doors and we sat down in the comfiest chairs I've ever known. Right off the bat we clicked. She's a few years older than I am so I felt like we had that friendship vibe going. She told me she already hired two interns and was just looking for one more. We talked about her career and her ultimate goals and then she asked about mine. I told her what I wanted to do and her face lit up as I was talking. It was a good feeling. She ended up hiring me on the spot and I start this Tuesday! What the internship entails is that she has a showcase on the 29th of this month so she needs someone to get all of her invites out to everyone in the industry (some hand delivered), be in charge of RSVPs, and once I told her I wanted to do set design she gave me the opportunity to help out with the design aspects of her showcase. Also, I am going to have to sign a release because the event is going to be filmed and broadcasted. No problem there... :)

After I left I met back up with trent and we decided hey, it's friday and it's time to celebrate. so we grabbed a beer and pizza in little Italy. The place we ate at was soo good. The only weird thing was there was a huge picture of Ryan Seacrest with the chef on the wall. I felt like he was staring at us while we ate. But since we've conquored two awesome spots in two days, we decided we are going to start keeping a track record of every place we go to eat or drink at in New York. We're going to keep notes (i.e. this place sucks, this place has hot waiters, this place swallowed my wallet whole, etc).

Later in the night, being last night, we cruised to Justin Timberlake's restaurant called Southern Hospitality to meet up with a table of strangers for dinner. Trent only knew one of the girls so it was really nice of them to invite us. We ended up loving them and going back to their amazing apartment. There was a pretty good guy to girl ratio so we played Kings Cup to pregame before we went out to the bars. After that we cabbed it to East Village and bar hopped. I had so much fun! I'm really starting to enjoy being the girl that no one knows. Everyone paid for my drinks last night too in order to welcome me to the city. Whoever says New Yorkers are stuck up assholes is so wrong. Later in the evening I found myself talking to more good looking men than I could handle. Literally. This city is overwhelmingly packed with dark haired boys that California has never had a chance with. I love it. sigh. Anyway, it's about 1 o clock in the afternoon now and it's time for another apartment hunting day with T-lc.

Until we meet again,
Meg