Oct 23-24 weekend

So Davey promised next weekend. The weekend of Oct 23-24. That worked best because I went to a cello/piano concert at Alice Tully Hall on Saturday with my mom. That was good. My mom liked it more than the paid concert that I took her to the philharmonic last year. This concert was free. Definitely a plus to be part of the Classical Music Meetup group where I heard abt the free concert.

Anyways, I am planning to go ice skating this weekend and go to Rayuela and Verlaine for dinner and drinks, respectively. Fun weekend! He'll meet Paddy!

Breaking News

Breaking news: Davey has a daughter. Not sure how old she is. But apparently he was married years ago. Which is news to me. Anyways he had his daughter this weekend. I'm giving him until next weekend to show his face in NYC. He better bring flowers too!

Waiting for the M50 bus to go to NBC for an interview.

Waiting for brunch at Madison Square Park. It's a beautiful day outside!

Waiting for my bro to come over to take the tv down. Dismantling my life.

I don't know if I can give up my job to become a personal trainer. Especially at the 43rd Street gym. It's one of the smallest gyms I've seen. How can I quit my good-paying job for an uncertain one.

All I do know is that I have to change jobs. I am getting an interview with NBC. Even though it's with the Bravo channel.

I also didn't even get to meet anyone from Tenzan about the bartending job. I will go there again if I have to. I will also start going to different open calls. I have about one month's rent in my bank account and a whole lot of debt. Not the position to quit my job.

It's giving me a headache. I have to see if I can amp the bartending interviewing to the level of the Equinox interviewing. Then I am bound to get a bartending gig.

~may

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Waiting on line at the post office on 54th and Third Avenue.

Waiting for the M98. This time on Third Avenue and 33rd Street

Waiting in the dentist waiting room for my routine cleaning.

I bought the Benetton flower dress in a different color. This time it's red.

Waiting for the crosstown M96. Trying not to go out of my mind.

Doctors and parties

Just got back from the doctor's. I have the follow-up to the appointment next Monday and I'll know whether or not I am fine. The waiting will kill me.

I'm almost done with something at work, this week will be excruciatingly slow. Just watch. I'm going to end up at Earl's party after I go to my dental appointment at 6:30, so I won't make the party until 8:30-9. I don't really want to see Tristan though.

I had a panic attack last night, it might have been because I ate my medicine 4-5 hours earlier than usual. I had the insane urge to call Tristan and apologize so I called my mom and she came over to comfort me. She left this morning. I don't even really care about him anymore. Not good.