A Leg Grows in C Minor

So Mike has been working as a waiter at the US Open in Queens for the past 5 days straight. He is working/commuting 14 hours a day, for 14 days straight. My poor fiance :( He does it because it's very good money. He wants to get some cash so he can focus more on acting and not making money. (since usually those two things don't go hand in hand) So while he's serving tennis players (yes I get the pun also) I have my time to myself. LOTS of time. I finished my latest book (if you are into fantasy books and you are not planning on reading George RR Martin's "A Song of Ice and Fire" series, you should be shot) and I'm about to finish my video game. I've even started watching Ben-Hur only because it's a classic. Believe me, that is the ONLY reason I'm watching it, because it's really not great. So the cat has been bored along with me. Not so bored that she hasn't driven me crazy by becoming obsessed with the kitchen sink: or stoppe

So I've mentioned in here before, multiple times, that my favorite romantic film of all time is While You Were Sleeping . More modern "romantic" movies like The Notebook leave me cold. I think that The Notebook is a piece of shit, personally. But it may just be my notion of romanticism. I love it when two people fall in love slowly as friends and then try to hide it from each other. It's kinda weird I guess but it works for me. Anyway, While You Were Sleeping is that type of movie, and back in high school when I first saw it I fell in love with Bill Pullman. Most of you know him as the President in Independence Day , but I have always loved him for the above mentioned film. So I went to Rochester/Buffalo/Geneva last weekend to hang out with friends and family whom I've been missing. On Sunday I went back to the Rochester airport to go back home, to Brooklyn. I was wandering around the extremely small food area looking for food, and I see someone wanderin

Well I try not to go this long without writing something in here, but apparently when you move to NYC your life moves extremely fast. And I don't even live in Manhattan! With the exception of this weekend, we've had visitors for the last 3 weekends, and then I've been working the other days. Work takes energy out of me for a couple days past when it ends, so it's a good thing I only do it 3 days a week. I loved having visitors, getting to do things I wouldn't normally do if there weren't other people around. When Angela and her boyfriend came up, we went to Century 21 and a good dessert place in Times Square (although subsequent visits to Times Square has made me hate the place) and I saw my first Broadway Show ever. When Joe came we went ALL around Manhattan which was cool, and I had my first Grimaldi's experience (voted best pizza in NYC about a thousand years in a row) and my first Ice Cream Factory experience (also voted best ice cream). When my mom a