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Whatcha doing?
So I know, I haven’t written much. And I really don’t have any excuse for it. Or at least a reason worthy an excuse. Suppose I’ve been working a lot. And dealing with people exhausts me so whenever I get home, the last thing I want to do is sit by the computer and write. The other exhausting thing about my job is that I don’t have my own space – an office, a desk, a chair – anything. And since I don’t have a place to retreat, I am “on” the entire time I am there, and that makes me feel spent. Suppose this job proves that I really am not a people person.
The slightly amazing thing about the job is that I now work in Red Hook which is an up-and-coming area in Brooklyn. It’s a bit cut off from the rest of civilization since the only way to get there by public transportation is taking a bus that takes forever. Or, as in my case, take the little choo-choo train that goes from nowhere to nowhere and then walk 20 minutes through the projects while dodging piles of dog shit on the sidewalks. The amazing part of this story (well, at least to me amazing) is that my highschool English teacher used to live on Van Brunt street which is where my work is located. I went to visit him when I was in college and I distinctly remember taking the bus and getting off at the location he specified on Van Brunt Street. I went with my friend and he fed us blueberry waffles and we climbed onto his roof to take in the stunning view of the Statue of Liberty and lower Manhattan.
Of course, like many areas of New York City, Red Hook is slowly being populated by hipsters, artists, restaurants, and art-bars. There is even a Fairway organic food store in the area where my teacher used to live. And there is an IKEA on the way.
Anywho, not to change the topic but another funny thing is that friends/relatives/random people I barely know don’t believe that I’ve been surfing. Yes, I know, this web thingee doesn’t have pictures of me riding a board but I swear, I have an eight foot T&C sitting in my living room right now. Of course, that’s no proof of me surfing. Unfortunately, lately I haven’t had a chance to surf, mainly because the board is in my living room instead of being stored in Rockaways and since I don’t have a car, it’s really difficult to lug it on the subway. I’ve had offers to go out surfing but sadly I’ve come to a realization that these offers are a bunch of hot air, so no surfing. Besides, since I have all those cracks in my board and the water is leaking in, I should wait for the board to dry out so that I can fix it sometime in the spring.
It’s a little weird not to be surfing. And since I’ve managed to completely fall from the face of the earth this summer due to surfing, no one ever calls me to go out any more. And I just can’t figure what to do with myself during weekends. Yea, so if you’re reading this and I haven’t talked to you in a while, call me! Because clearly I am a loser and cannot pick up the phone.
The slightly amazing thing about the job is that I now work in Red Hook which is an up-and-coming area in Brooklyn. It’s a bit cut off from the rest of civilization since the only way to get there by public transportation is taking a bus that takes forever. Or, as in my case, take the little choo-choo train that goes from nowhere to nowhere and then walk 20 minutes through the projects while dodging piles of dog shit on the sidewalks. The amazing part of this story (well, at least to me amazing) is that my highschool English teacher used to live on Van Brunt street which is where my work is located. I went to visit him when I was in college and I distinctly remember taking the bus and getting off at the location he specified on Van Brunt Street. I went with my friend and he fed us blueberry waffles and we climbed onto his roof to take in the stunning view of the Statue of Liberty and lower Manhattan.
Of course, like many areas of New York City, Red Hook is slowly being populated by hipsters, artists, restaurants, and art-bars. There is even a Fairway organic food store in the area where my teacher used to live. And there is an IKEA on the way.
Anywho, not to change the topic but another funny thing is that friends/relatives/random people I barely know don’t believe that I’ve been surfing. Yes, I know, this web thingee doesn’t have pictures of me riding a board but I swear, I have an eight foot T&C sitting in my living room right now. Of course, that’s no proof of me surfing. Unfortunately, lately I haven’t had a chance to surf, mainly because the board is in my living room instead of being stored in Rockaways and since I don’t have a car, it’s really difficult to lug it on the subway. I’ve had offers to go out surfing but sadly I’ve come to a realization that these offers are a bunch of hot air, so no surfing. Besides, since I have all those cracks in my board and the water is leaking in, I should wait for the board to dry out so that I can fix it sometime in the spring.
It’s a little weird not to be surfing. And since I’ve managed to completely fall from the face of the earth this summer due to surfing, no one ever calls me to go out any more. And I just can’t figure what to do with myself during weekends. Yea, so if you’re reading this and I haven’t talked to you in a while, call me! Because clearly I am a loser and cannot pick up the phone.
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