later on 4/30/02
Oh, I walked right past Jake Gyllenhaal (aka Bubble Boy) on the street when I was going to meet Dona. It's the week of minor-celeb spotting.
And according to the AP, depressed women live longer. That's it, I'm going off the Paxil.
Time is really flying. Three more months in the apartment, and then it's back to NJ.
Happy 6th anniversary to Rent.
I'm seeing The Last Five Years with Dona tonight, that'll be fun. She and I haven't hung out together in a long time, which is strange when you consider that we used to talk on the phone every day. I guess people just change.
My Visa bill arrived at Mom's house, so she ran it to the Allstate woman - they needed a bill as "proof of residence" to get my insurance going. Not sure if it's going to kick in before I leave for California tho, since it's only a week away. If I don't have the insurance and don't have time to get the car registered, I'll just have to drive it back (carefully) with the California plates that are already on it, and register it when I'm home again. Fingers crossed that everything works out tho, and I can do this legally. I've been poring over my maps and trying to plan the best way to drive back. If the car is shaky, it'll be straight across 80. If it's comfortable to drive, I'd like to go from SLC to the Grand Canyon (hopefully it's not "closed for the season" again) and then down to Texas to see my aunt and uncle... we'll see.
OK, the root canal, part two, wasn't as bad as I feared. Again, the worst part was the shot of Novocaine, everything else was a breeze after that.
When I got out of the subway at West 4th Street to go to the dentist, I walked down the block a few feet away from David Eigenberg, aka Steve from Sex and the City - he's much cuter in person than on TV, and little (just how we like them), my height. What a cutie. It took some restraint to stop myself from beaming.
I rescheduled my Algebra test at Middlesex College for Thursday afternoon, so I'm going to go to NJ on Wednesday. And then I'm back in NJ on Saturday for my Aunt Margie's memorial service. She was actually my grandmother's sister, so my great-aunt, and she'd been in declining health for a while. Jeez, the Skidmore side of the family isn't holding up too well.
Mom and I went to see her favorite baritone, Hakan Hagegard, sing a concert tonight. It was Schubert's Winterreisse, which is a nice, stormy song cycle, and it was thundering and lightning-ing all through the concert - very apt!
I completely forgot that I have to go back to the dentist tomorrow to have my root canal finished. A day of numbness awaits.
later on 4/27/02
Damn, I'm good. I haven't gotten out of my pajamas yet. I spent the afternoon/evening on the couch, watching The Stand - all eight hours of it - with the commentary. I talked to Josh briefly, to make sure it was still alright that I crash there in SLC when I'm driving the Tank Jr. back to NJ (it is). Sadly, he's decided to go to grad school in Berkeley instead of Cornell. Maybe one day we'll end up on the same coast, but it's not looking likely.
Oof, I am so tired today. I was going to get together with Steve, but we just talked, and rescheduled til tomorrow.
Last night we went to see Simon Callow's one-man Dickens show. It was alright - I thought the first act moved a little slowly, but it picked up in the second. I like Simon Callow, so it was great to see him onstage (I ran into him at the first preview of Into the Woods last week, and told him how much I was looking forward to the show). After that, we popped into Marie's for a drink or two, and stayed until closing. So today, I am very tired.
I don't think I'm even going to get out of my pajamas. I have to do laundry - and get the flannel sheets off my bed (too warm for them now) - but I'm feeling incredibly lazy.
later on 4/26/02
You've got it - the wedding pictures that Dad took with his digital camera. I haven't gotten mine developed yet. This is my new favorite picture of myself - Dad took it at the hotel. I love my new haircut.
AND my unemployment checks came in the mail today. How cool.
I called Unemployment today to find out why they haven't mailed my checks in the past month, and the woman I spoke to said they were all mailed yesterday. That'll be a nice check.
I'm annoyed - I borrowed Steve's camcorder to play back the tapes I had made in the past week, since my camera is being cleaned. And I'm having the same problem - the tapes are playing back all digitally-streaked. It must be the shitty Sony tapes. Don't use Sony MiniDV tapes. Ugh. I have to figure out how to get them converted now without being all streaked and jumpy.
Not much else is new - Jen and Missy are both going away for the weekend, so the apartment is mine. I had planned to spend it with the VCR, but that doesn't look likely now.
Oh whoops - Circuit City just called and I can pick up my camera today... so I'll give that a shot. Also have to stop by Dad's to pick up the tape of last night's ER and the CD he burned of the wedding pictures.
Jeez... at 4am, Missy woke up because she smelled smoke, and when we went out on the deck, we could smell this burning crap. So we went downstairs, and saw some very attractive firemen coming out of the stairwell in the lobby. They said it was nothing, just someone had left a pot on the stove and it burned. Naturally, there was no fire alarm.
I fell back asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
Jen, Trisha and I went to see Enigma at the AMC movies today - it was enjoyable, but I liked the book (by Robert Harris) better. Still, nice to get out of the apartment in the middle of the day.
I'm home taking a quick email break and nap, and then it's off to Dallas BBQ to meet the gang for dinner, and then Steve and I are seeing The Producers (again).
Not only did we have free theatre today, they were giving away free copies of the cast album!
Two nursing school things of note: a) I have all of my paperwork together for the full tuition scholarship, I'm going to pop it in the mail today; b) Mom called with the results of my English and math tests from the community college - while I aced all of the English tests, as well as the basic math one, I failed the Algebra test by two points, so I need to re-take that test. Well, it HAS been ten years since I took a math course.
I had to take my camcorder in to Circuit City this morning. It was giving me trouble with playing back casettes, so I asked them to "professionally" clean the heads. I hope I get it back soon.
And thanks to our cheap-o theatre connection, Jen and I are seeing Millie tonight and Sweet Smell of Success tomorrow afternoon. God bless not-working.
Oh, and in "driving the Tank back from CA" news, Dan told me that the car doesn't have a working radio. So I guess I have to hook up my external speakers to my walkman and hope for the best. I'm also planning to drive south instead of just due east, and to visit my Uncle Bob and Aunt Patti in Dallas (well, right outside Dallas) for a night - I've never been to Texas!
Depending, of course, on the Tank being stable enough ;-)
I'm back from Seattle, and dead tired. We flew on the redeye from Seattle to NYC, with a stop in Detroit at 5am. I slept a little on both parts of the flights, but not enough. So I came home and fell asleep, and woke up at 7pm tonight.
The weekend was fun - Kati and Bill were two rooms down from me, and they hosted post-rehearsal and post-reception parties in their room, since it was the biggest one available, being a mini-suite. They really hit it off with everyone there, and it was good to see them again.
The rehearsal was a lot of fun, much clowning around. And the wedding was much more serious. Seriously, the one major reason to get married is for the presents and the cash.
Anyway, we did some sightseeing, too - went to the Pacific Science Center, down to Westlake to do some shopping (I had to find a copy of "Rubber Ducky" on CD for the reception), and up to Fremont yesterday - with lots getting lost on the way. Kati and Bill and I also spent a lot of time on Thursday night trying to find a grocery store. We passed a Safeway on the way to dinner (fabulously fresh and cheap sushi), and then spent a half-hour after dinner trying to find it again. No luck. So we had a running joke all weekend about trying to find Safeway. Never did make it.
Obnoxiously enough, I'm downloading my 204 new mail messages from the weekend, and about half of them seem to be from some weird virus - they're all bounces from strange servers with large attachments. Luckily, Eudora doesn't open attachments automatically, but I'm still irked that I have to deal with these file attachments over my dialup.
So I'm back home, and ready to fall back to sleep now. Dad took about 260 pictures on his digital camera, so I'll get those uploaded later this week. Don't forget to look for the picture of my parents actually dancing at the reception. With each other ;-) I also shot a lot of video, including the wedding ceremony and some rehearsal highlights, but that's not going online.
OK, this is me leaving for the airport... full details when I return!
Global warming sucks. It's been in the 90's for the past two days. Hopefully Seattle will be cooler. Dad and I leave at 9am tomorrow. But it was nice to go home for a few days and see Mimi. While I had the car - and while I was in Newark - I drove into the city to pick up my boxes of playbills and my lighting equipment, and dropped it off at Mom's.
I'm headed off to see The Graduate with Ari now.
later on 4/15/02
Well, I made it to the post office nearer to my apartment (as opposed to the one near Dad's with the line around the corner), and didn't have to wait too long to mail my packages. I had some things that I had to mail to Peter (so I don't have to put them in my carry-on), so I wanted to get them done today.
Had an excellent - and cheap - lunch with Jerry at this place called Artepasta on Greenwich Street. They do a good prix fixe lunch (2 courses) for $6.95, it was great.
While we were finishing up, my friend Jesse walked past. He's moving to London at the end of the week to be with his girlfriend for six months. How very cool. We're going to try and have lunch or something on Wednesday to catch up before he goes.
Speaking of London, Jen and I are trying to do one more theatre trip in June. Fingers crossed that we find inexpensive airfare without having to Priceline it.
And I had another inch chopped off my hair, it looks even better. I really like it. And I really like the cute Russian guy who cuts it for me - he's a big flirt. And he didn't charge me today at all - "you paid me last week to cut it, this was just cutting it more" - how nice! So I took the money I saved and had my brows done next door.
And now I'm off to NJ - to take Mom and Grandma to the airport tomorrow, and to see Mimi. It'll be very strange not having Pixel greet me with a headbutt as she did. I've been having really weird dreams about cats lately. Why can't my drugs just knock me out without the dreams?
Anyway. Back Wednesday.
Lesson #8: Don't try to go to the post office to mail packages on April 15th. The lines are around the corner.
It's another gorgeous day, and tomorrow is supposed to be even warmer. Did I make it out to go rollerblading yesterday? No, I slept all day. I've been having trouble sleeping all weekend. Last night, Jen and I went to NJ for an unnamed concert, which was a lot of fun, until the opening act whipped out this big 9/11 "tribute" song, with pictures of Ground Zero. I couldn't deal, so I went to the bathroom instead. We got home, and I couldn't fall asleep until 4am or so. Surprisingly, I got out of bed at 10am this morning, and I'm still up. My goal was to go to the post office (right) and the drugstore, and to photocopy something at Dad's. Well, two out of three ain't bad. I'll try the PO later on or tomorrow, but right now I have to run out and meet my friend Jerry for lunch.
Today was a long day - Steve and I saw Thoroughly Modern Millie (OK) and Into the Woods (the original was better), and in between, we had dinner with 12 other folks to celebrate his mom's 75th birthday. At the View - in the Marriott. It's New York's only revolving restaurant, and I must say, the food (and the view) was amazing. We had a really good time. I was going to go out to Marie's afterwards, but I was just too tired. So I came home and vegged out on the couch with Jen, and now it's time to sleep.
Tonight's the last night of the beams-of-light memorial thing at the WTC. I'm happy because the lights shine right in my window and I'll be pleased to have them gone, but it sucks because tonight they're leaving them on all night, instead of turning them off at 11pm.
And tomorrow it's supposed to be 80 degrees out! I have no plans until the evening, so if I'm inspired (probably not gonna happen) I may go up to the park and rollerblade a bit.
Ow, my head. Ow, my jaw. Well, not so much anymore - the first part of my root canal went fairly painlessly today. My dentist is super, I really like going to him. And he's only 28. And Italian. Anyway, it didn't hurt at all (except for the shot of novocaine to start things off - THAT hurt). I have to go back on the 29th to have it finished.
So I went and drowned my sorrows at Marie's Crisis last night and left at 3.30am. Then I fell asleep, woke up with a splitting headache (which was the goal, if you remember), cancelled my lunch with Jerry due to hangover, and fell back asleep until it was time to go to the dentist.
At least I'm feeling better today.
even later on 4/11/02
So drunk... this is what I needed,
later on 4/11/02
Well, I went to NJ and back, and held my cat while the vet put her to sleep. It seemed painless enough - for Pixel, anyway. They give one injection of anesthesia to put her to sleep, and then an overdose to put her to sleep forever. I cried all the way down on the train and all through it - I will really miss her. I'm glad that I could be there at the end tho, holding her until she fell asleep.
When I got home (after a hellish train ride that I don't want to think about), Mom called and said that the vet called and told her it was cancer. They took a sample of the fluid in Pixel's chest cavity (I saw the x-rays, they weren't pretty) and looked at it, and it was cancer. There's nothing they could have done.
We saw Mimi while we were at the vet, too - she comes home tomorrow from her de-clawing. Apart from her bandaged paws and being dopey from the drugs (I hear ya, babycat), she seemed happy to see us, and eager to get out of the vets' office. I hear ya on that one, too.
I will really miss Pixel - she was 6 and a half, young for a cat, but obviously not young enough.
And now, I will go and drink myself into a hangover, since I don't think I'll be able to do that after my root canal tomorrow.
It's a bad news day. Mom took Pixel and Mimi into the vet to be declawed yesterday. Mimi's fine. But when they did a chest x-ray on Pixel, they found fluid in her lungs, which could indicate a tumor or an infection. When they did the x-ray, she became aggressive (not surprisingly, she's not the easiest cat to get along with), and had trouble breathing, so they put her on oxygen. She's off it now, but when I talked to the vet, they said that either way - it it's a tumor or an infection - the only way to diagnose and treat it involves a lot of stress, time, money and pain for Pixel (and me), and that's not something I want to put her through.
So the alternative is to have her put down before the illness progresses (tho who knows how far it has progressed, Pixel (and I) isn't thrilled with the idea of a chest tube to find out).
So instead of going to the Paper Mill Playhouse tonight, I'm going to the vet, to say goodbye to my oldest cat.
I'll miss you, Pixel.
I went to Marie's last night to hang out for a bit, but I was so tired that I didn't stay too late, I was home by midnight.
And my dentist's office called again to say that they had rescheduled my root canal for this Friday at 3pm. I hope it isn't too painful, as I'm seeing two shows on Saturday, and having dinner between them with Steve for his mother's birthday. Must get more Vicodin from the dentist.
Mom found the perfect book for me - it's called The Trouble with Catherine. And apparently it's about a woman in her late 20's who lives in lower Manhattan. That's all she would tell me about it - can't wait to borrow it when I go to NJ on Monday (to take Mom to the airport). Jeez. Everyone can write a book about my life except for me, I guess.
Mimi and Pixel go to the vet tomorrow to get declawed. It's that, or they don't stay in NJ. I'm against it - I could never have them declawed in the city, in case they ever escaped, but I guess there's little chance of that happening in NJ. Still, it's painful.
I was woken up this morning by my dentist's receptionist, calling to say that he had to cancel appointments for today due to a family emergency. They asked if I could reschedule for next Friday, but I said, no, I'll be on a plane. So they're trying to find a cancellation for the end of the week. Ouch. And I'm running out of Vicodin, might have to go back for another prescription if they can't get me in before I go!
I have followed Jen's lead and applied for this week's unemployment check online - so much easier than calling and getting a busy signal!
Oh man, I spent the entire day asleep thanks to Vicodin - and I don't mind. I spent the night at Dave's last night, and when I came home, I lay down to take a nap, and my jaw started aching like crazy - I can't wait to have this root canal and I hope that fixes it. So I popped a Vicodin at 11am and slept all day. Mmm.
I think being out of the city tired me out - I slept from 2am until 2pm today - shocking, I know. Jen and her friend Hope (who's down for the night) went up to the Tartan Day parade, but I slept past it. No Scots for me! We're going up to dinner with the girls at the Ho Ed tonight, and then I think we're going to chill out and watch Life as a House on DVD, a nice slow day. And then the joy of setting the clocks forward (and losing an hour of sleep) - I have to remember where all the timekeeping devices are in the apartment.
Mom's vet found an adoptive home for Sam - a family who wanted an adult cat. I hope she calms down and is friendlier with them than she ever was around me. My arms are still hurting from the scratches she inflicted this week.
So the news... in dental news, I have to have a root canal on Monday - they took a bunch of x-rays and couldn't figure out what the problem was, so this is the solution. I have a whole vial of Vicodin, which I love. It makes me incredibly loopy, and it's wonderful.
Getting to NJ was a chore - I know I'm going to hate commuting. The last train from Penn Station to Matawan is at 1.37am. So I left Marie's at 1am to get there. And the subway was late - I got to Penn at 1.41am. Ugh. So I turned around and went back downtown to Marie's Crisis, and stayed there until 4am, then grabbed another drink at the Duplex until 5am with Biff and Jim et al. And then caught the 5.40 train to Matawan, the first one of the morning. So I got to Mom's at 7am, and fell asleep all day Tuesday.
NJ was fun - I got my NJ driver's license, after 2 hours in line at the DMV, waiting for them to call my name. When they finally did call it, they told me I had to fill out another form, and then I was out of there in five minutes. I went to Allstate to get the insurance info for the new (used) car as well, and I handed in the paperwork I had. I have to bring them proof of residence, like a utility bill, which I don't have. So I called Visa to have my statements sent there so I can prove that I live in NJ now (which I almost do).
Mom and I went to Home Depot (love) and bought paint, and I spackled and sanded and painted my room - it's sponged in various shades of pink, I like it a lot. And the kitties are doing well - at least my kitties are. Sam (Mom's cat) has a problem with peeing on everything, and she also has a nasty attitude, so Mom's taking her to the vet today to see if it's a urinary tract infection or some sort of psychological disease. Since she spent the weekend using my arms as scratching posts every time I got near her, I'm going for the latter. My wrists look like a failed suicide thanks to Sam.
And now I'm off to theatre and Marie's Crisis!
Ow. The pain in my jaw kept me up all night. Every time I would start to doze off, it would start throbbing again, and I couldn't sleep. I got up at 4am to take a painkiller, but it didn't help much. I think I finally fell asleep around 6am - the sun was already coming up. So I called my dentist at 10am and made an appointment for 4.30 this afternoon. Hopefully they'll see what the problem is on the X-rays, since it looks normal from the outside.
I have four hundred errands to do before I go to NJ tonight: post office, write checks for rent and COBRA, haircut etc.
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