Just Another Day in Manhattan

So... my last post got 20 hits. And no comments. Not to sound like a brat, but... if I'm writing all this for you, then I think you can probably write a few lines back, right? I'd like some feedback—tell me what you think! I'd like to know who's reading and if those readers want to know more about any particular topic I've discussed. Ask me questions; I have nothing to hide. :)

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TODAY WAS... long. But I'm not complaining. I spent all day proofreading two sections of an upcoming book for any and all errors. For me, this is fun. The topic could have been a bit more interesting, but whatever. At my old job, I think I proofread material (that wasn't mine to begin with) maybe twice. I was an editor, but none of my assignments ever really included editing. Now, I'm an intern... and they're handing me 150-page stacks and asking me to read through them for errors. And so I sat with my red pencil, occasionally borrowing a sharpener from the girl who sits in the cubical behind me, and I read for errors. Decimal points in the wrong places, adjectives that should/should not have been hyphenated, numerals that should/should not be spelled out, stylistic errors, inconsistencies in capitalization, etc. etc. (You don't want to know how many times I found the incorrect spelling of the color gray. It made me a little sad...)
Anyway, since the book I was working on was top priority, I didn't get to run any errands or take the mail out, but I made up for it while I walked around the block on my lunch. As the days pass, I'm going to try to head in different directions and see what else is around. I found a new Dunkin Donuts today, since the one I was frequenting kept making my coffee with skim milk, which pretty much means it was trash from the start. I can't wait until I'm moved into my new place so I can make coffee in the morning. Or, I suppose I could just drink the coffee in the office. They have a machine and the K-cups are available for public consumption. (How 'bout that!) I just haven't felt comfortable enough to use any office supplies or anything yet; I hate when new people in any environment walk in like they own the place and are entitled to everything in it. I don't want people to view me that way, so I'm slowly introducing myself to the office. (And I finally stopped getting lost in the maze of cubicles that is the office.)


I'M REALLY LOOKING FORWARD to tomorrow. I'm meeting my broker at the apartment after work to walk through it and make sure it's what we really, really want. I'm going to take measurements of every room so I can see for sure which furniture I'm taking (and what I'm leaving behind... Sad...) and I'm going to look in every cabinet and closet. I'm also going to take pictures, which I'll promptly post tomorrow night! This weekend, I'll finish packing my books, my bedroom, my living room, and my bathroom and then that's it—I won't be returning to my very first apartment for probably some time. I will, however, see all my things again in the very first apartment Matt and I share. And that makes a bittersweet turn of events easier to manage.

Matt's parents are being amazingly supportive about this whole thing, as is his boss. I was with him when he called Chef on Sunday afternoon and it all went smoothly. Chef gave him his blessing, basically, and assured Matt that he would always have a spot in his kitchen if he needed it. (I got no such blessing, by the way. But... whatever.) Yesterday, Matt heard from a friend who said that he could most likely get him in a job in Manhattan, so that's another plus. Everything's working out for him, too, and I'm glad everyone in his life is so supportive (sans a friend or two, but... again... whatever). I worried a bit that his parents wouldn't be too enthusiastic, but his dad emailed me on Monday for our new address and his mom apparently started packing his DVDs and video games for him the other day. They went through the attic today and she showed him all the stuff she'd put aside for this type of move, too. I plan on going over the house this weekend to talk to them about everything, so we'll see how that goes. Seems like it'd go well, but you never know...

Should really get to bed. I didn't get any work done tonight, but I did get to see The Avengers again, so I don't care much. Took these pictures while I was waiting for Andrew to get to the theater. I'm no photographer, but in an attempt to document more, I figured I'd snap a few.

Loew's Theater on Lincoln Square

67th Street and Broadway