Ugh, I already suck at updating!
What should I say? Well, life in Brooklyn is pretty good so far. I'm just getting the hang of my job, and I think I'll really like working there. My company, TheLadders.com (100k job listing website), seems like a great place to work. It was a bit unsettling showing up to work last Monday to hear that a mile away the financial world was melting (bye bye Lehman Brothers), but it might just mean more business for us since all those high-level people are now looking for jobs.
As a "resume critiquer," one of the better parts of my job is laughing at how awful some people's resumes are. On Thursday I saw one that was entirely in Caps Lock in a font that resembles handwriting. That was just the beginning of its problems but the funniest thing was that at the end it said "Hobbies - cricket." That'll get you 100k a year!
OH and I got a roommate! Friend of a friend, same year at Conn, was acquainted, seems really nice, already has full-time work in New York. She's moving in probably next weekend, just in time to save me from bankruptcy. And she's bringing a couch! Good news all around.
This weekend Lori and Skylar came to visit. It was good to see them, although Lori hates the city. If I lived in Manhattan she probably wouldn't be able to handle it.
Music obsession update: I bought "Cassadaga" by Bright Eyes recently. So good! Sprawling, sophisticated, world-class stuff.
Alright, let's call this a second entry. I'll try to do better. Now I'm an adult of sorts, I'm gonna actually try to establish some order and balance to my life, and not let work dominate everything like last year at college. I'm going to get back into art, reading, running, cooking, etc.
Till next time, lonely frigid blog!
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
First entry
It's been 2 and a half years since I ended my LiveJournal. At the time, I'd half-intended to start a blog, but I knew it'd be a while. Now seems like a good time to start up the internet-journaling thing again, since I've just started my life over. My LiveJournal was a pretty unhinged place where actual documentation of my life took a back burner to comment-whoring. It didn't feel like a chore to update because I didn't take it seriously at all.
Assuming some sort of linear progression from that format to this, I'll fill in the gap:
When I ended LJ, I was a sophomore at ConnColl, and I'd just recovered from lung surgery. I was behind in all my classes and generally having an awful semester. The rest of sophomore year never stopped sucking, but I got through it and celebrated the end with a trip to California. Summer '06 was like a crappy sequel to summer '05: shorter-feeling, pizza delivery wasn't as lucrative, more home friends were moving away. Junior year of college was great, mostly because I went to Barcelona for spring semester. Summer '07 was also interesting, since I did my CELS internship in Maui as an editor for a local paper. Last fall was awful, returning to Conn and constantly stressing about classes and replacing spine labels at the music library. Spring semester of senior year was a lot better, since there were tons of end-of-college events and I went to Miami for spring break.
(God, I'm already boring myself to tears here. How am I supposed to make this interesting? I hope this comes back to me.)
Then graduation happened and I suddenly found myself back at home with no concrete plans and no direction, discovering that total freedom is actually pretty scary. But a month ago I accepted a job in Manhattan, and two days ago I moved to Brooklyn. Everything has been fine so far, except that oh yeah I have no roommate and don't know ANYONE living here. But tonight I think I'm going to Manhattan for dinner/drinks with Renata and some of her friends, then she's staying over here for the night. She was my year at Conn and commutes from New Jersey.
Okay I'm already sick of this, and calling this a first entry. I kind of hate journalling but I'll get over it. In 30 years I'll look back on this and be grateful for it, right? Right?
Assuming some sort of linear progression from that format to this, I'll fill in the gap:
When I ended LJ, I was a sophomore at ConnColl, and I'd just recovered from lung surgery. I was behind in all my classes and generally having an awful semester. The rest of sophomore year never stopped sucking, but I got through it and celebrated the end with a trip to California. Summer '06 was like a crappy sequel to summer '05: shorter-feeling, pizza delivery wasn't as lucrative, more home friends were moving away. Junior year of college was great, mostly because I went to Barcelona for spring semester. Summer '07 was also interesting, since I did my CELS internship in Maui as an editor for a local paper. Last fall was awful, returning to Conn and constantly stressing about classes and replacing spine labels at the music library. Spring semester of senior year was a lot better, since there were tons of end-of-college events and I went to Miami for spring break.
(God, I'm already boring myself to tears here. How am I supposed to make this interesting? I hope this comes back to me.)
Then graduation happened and I suddenly found myself back at home with no concrete plans and no direction, discovering that total freedom is actually pretty scary. But a month ago I accepted a job in Manhattan, and two days ago I moved to Brooklyn. Everything has been fine so far, except that oh yeah I have no roommate and don't know ANYONE living here. But tonight I think I'm going to Manhattan for dinner/drinks with Renata and some of her friends, then she's staying over here for the night. She was my year at Conn and commutes from New Jersey.
Okay I'm already sick of this, and calling this a first entry. I kind of hate journalling but I'll get over it. In 30 years I'll look back on this and be grateful for it, right? Right?
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