Saturday Sunset Soiree - Sunday Sunrise Surprise

Last night, my friends and I went to an apartment party in Murray Hill. Normally, when you hear the words "party in Murray Hill" you think of something that might be similar to a fraternity party, minus the keg stand (Hell, in some cases there might be a few of those also). Thankfully, last nights party did involve red plastic solo cups but lacked the beer spilling on my shoes, at least early on anyway. The party was held on a friend's balcony overlooking the city and started early enough to see the sunset. It was only after one drink that my friends and I decided that it would be a "good idea" to stay up all night and see the sunrise. We still cannot figure out exactly who's idea it was to start with but I quickly became the Sunrise Enforcer making sure that we were going to make it to 6 am. Here is how the night went on...

- I am assuming that the decision to make it to sunrise happened around 10pm. This is a guess.

- at 10:05 a tequila shot was taken to secure the pact that, yes, we would in fact remain awake and having a fun time until the first sights of the sun.

- Left the apartment party to go to a going-away party for another friend at The Bravest.

- Left The Bravest after only 1/2 an hour since no dancing was allowed in that bar. Just keep that in mind for next time when you want to dance and can't, its really annoying.

- Tried to go to a few other bars but SOMEONE (my Gay Boyfriend ahem ahem) forgot his ID. In New York you have to make sure to have your ID with you to get into anything. You could be as old as Betty White and they still decide to card you for the "fun" of it.

- Finally ended up at a bar called Von on Bleeker street that was supposedly good for dancing. Too bad the music was a direct copy of the type that you hear on some elevators and the Verizon I've been on hold for an hour play list.

- Attempted to go to Apotheke. I say attempted because we waited in a line and never got in. Here is my issue with this...the bar is supposed to be a secret bar. If you stack a line outside it gives up the secret. Also, another lesson I learned again and will hopefully follow one day, don't try to go anywhere on Saturday night that has just been labeled cool by a Real Housewife of New York. The line for the bar you once loved during the week will be very annoying on the weekends. No thanks to you Luanne The Countess

- Mac and Cheese and arm dancing at Cafeteria puts us at around 5:00 give or take a few minutes.

- The sunset was kind of witnessed. I waited until 7:30 am to see if I could get a glimpse of it through the buildings. Unfortunately I never got to see the actual sun but I did see the illumination of the sky. One can only assume that the sun did that...It was gorgeous and I didn't take a picture (the one I posted is courtesy of Google Images).

What an amazing 24 hours in NYC :)

Grocery Discounts

Tonight I went to the grocery store since my refrigerator was jut about bare with the exception of the last pickle in the jar in the way back. I don't plan on eating that pickle anytime soon since I don't know how long it's been back there for.

Anyway, at the grocery store there was a sign posted at the checkout counter that read "All NYU Students - 20% off on Thursday Nights with your Student ID". Then, in fine print it said "Does not work for Cigarettes and Alcohol". That might be either the worst sign ever or the smartest. On one hand, students will rarely be at the grocery store on a Thursday night and if they do happen to find themselves there, it's for cigarettes and alcohol.

The reason why it might be the smartest sign ever is ... Ohh wait. It could never be the smartest sign ever because it is ABSOLUTELY THE DUMBEST SIGN EVER. Honestly, do they really think that is such a great deal? They probably lost money just printing out the stupid sign.

Compliment?

Last night, after work, I got my hair dyed. I went for a few blonde highlights - not super Barbie blonde but definitely a change. All day at work, I was getting compliments on my hair. "It's so cute" and "Your hair looks so pretty" were the usual. However, I also heard a few "The color is so fitting" and "It's so you."

Should I be offended? Is it so me because people think I am stupid or air headed (no offense to all of you blondes out there...)?

I hope that the new hair color doesn't bring on absentmindedness and loss of memory. I only wanted it to bring the boys...as the saying goes - "New Hair, New Boys!"

Of course I cannot end this Blog without a Blonde Joke. Enjoy!



One day a big group of blondes met in New York to show the world that blondes aren't dumb.
They begged: "Ask any of us any question, and we will show you that we're not dumb."

The group caught the attention of a passer by, who volunteered to ask them some questions. He climbed up on a car and randomly picked a blonde out of the crowd.
She got up on the car too and the man asked: "What is the first month of the year?"
The blonde responded: "November?"

"Nope," said the man. At this point the crowd began to chant, "Give her another chance, give her another chance."

So the man asked: "What is the capital of the U.S.A ?"
The blonde responded: "Paris?"
So the crowd began chanting again: "Give her another chance, give her another chance."

The man said: "Okay, but this is the last one. What is one plus one?"
The blonde replied: "Two?"

“Give her another chance, Give her another chance." screamed the crowd.

And why did I want new hair again?

Groovin' To The Porn Songs

I was downloading songs tonight, something that I haven't done in quite a few months. I was looking on LimeWire and noticed that you can do an advanced search for Genre. While I scrolled through the listings, looking for Top 40, I came upon a very peculiar genre of music. Porn Groove. Who knew? It was right there in between Pop Folk and Power Ballads.

As I downloaded my top 40 songs, I wondered, who actually downloads Porn Groove? Porn Stars? Porn Photographers? Porn Directors? Or do regular people really download this stuff?

Bow-Chicka-Wow-Wow....

Terry Cloth Terror

I am about 90% on my way to getting my apartment. The last hurdle is signing the lease and handing over the checks. You would think that the money thing would be the hardest part - but if you think that, you would be wrong. The hardest thing for me about the apartment process in NYC has been finding towels.

I know I know, it makes me sound ridiculous (and believe me, I feel ridiculous). I wanted to find fun towels that were inexpensive, colorful, and soft. Not a lot to ask for right? Wrong. I could find the soft and cheap, but they weren't a bright color. I found the colorful and cheap, but they weren't soft. Sounds a little like I am becoming the Goldilocks of home furnishings...

I finally found some soft, inexpensive towels that were bright enough for me on Sunday afternoon. Now its onto the curtains.

Surfing On A Bus

I am currently on a bus on the way back to NYC after spending a lovely weekend at home with my family for Mother's Day. The beginning of the bus ride was great, fast, and few bumps. Now, we have been stuck in a huge traffic jam just before the tunnel. Since we were sitting for about 10 minutes without moving and my bladder was filled with the Sprite I had earlier, I decided to attempt the scary bus bathroom (It was obviously done out of desparation since I can barely use public restrooms much less one on wheels).

Wouldn't you know that the very second I stepped into the smelly little room with the blue water hole in it, the bus started moving...and moving fast. Speeding in from Weehawken while in the bus bathroom was not what I had hoped for. Thankfully I didn't fall or have to touch the seat at all (it felt kind of like surfing with scarier blue water to potentially fall into).

I am safely in my seat again and now we are not speeding anymore but inching every few minutes towarda the tunnel. Lovely timing on my part - not.

Cinco De Not Fun

Tonight, instead of partying with a frozen margarita in hand singing about la cucarachas, I will be filling out paperwork for an apartment and then packing - 2 very un-fun things to do on Cinco De Mayo.

The paperwork is a lot of work since they want me to tell them everything, absolutely everything, that I have/own/do. They also want me to give them my first born child (which is okay with me since I don't really want a child anyway - they can have that).

We all know that packing isn't my forte. I am going home for Mother's Day where I might be dead. My mother might literally kill me if I ask her another question about an apartment form.

Cheers to all of you having a Cinco De Fun day! Drink one for me!

Shopping And Partying Under One Roof

This Friday is it...the official opening of a new shopping destination in Manhattan. This new marketplace used to be home to one of the best clubs in the city, Limelight. The Cut reports that after months of waiting and extending the opening date, it is finally here. What more could a girl ask for with a place where she used to dance her ass off that has now been turned into a place where she can shop her ass off.

Check out the Shopping Guide to make sure you can pinpoint the perfect area to find your brand new jewelry. Make sure to bring your glow sticks...

Tracking My Shopping

The New York Times posted an article today about consumer habits and how they are currently tracked through technology. These computers watch what we buy at the grocery store, what top we picked up on Saturday, where we ate our lunch, and even when we stopped to sit on a bench and relax in between shopping.

If this type of technology can track if I bought the yellow bra or the pink bra, what else can it track? Personally, I think its a great idea. It should also be able to track when someone decides to buy lots of wires, gun powder, and a few alarm clocks. These same computers should also be able to detect when someone combines all of these purchases into the trunk of an SUV and proceeds to abandon it in Times Square.

Why are we so worried about what types and colors of clothing that I am buying when we can look a little deeper at the combination of potentially dangerous things that people are buying. An invasion of privacy you say? Wouldn't you rather have a computer track what you are buying and where you are going and also know what the person next to you is buying and where they are going, rather than wondering if you are actually walking into a potentially life threatening situation? Yeah, I thought so.

Track on technology!

What A Weekend

The things that I have learned this weekend alone are priceless. These lessons were all learned by looking for an apartment in New York City...

1) Family is the greatest thing a girl can have
2) Good walking shoes are always key
3) If it is meant to be, it will be
4) Shopping helps to cure most worries
5) Smiling goes a long way
6) Wine in the afternoon calms nerves
7) Laughing with friends could cure anything
8) The air conditioning in the subway is something to look forward to
9) Make sure to stick to your guns
10) Make sure that you have good shoes on to walk around the city or even your blisters will make you doubt the tough choices.

Happily Hunting...