Sing Me A Story I Haven't Heard
I should be in bed right now, but I don't feel like falling asleep yet (strange) so I figured I'd waste my time writing a really overdue blog thing.
If you haven't noticed, I'm in New York City. And New York City is debilitating when it comes to keeping up with internet-related activity... or anything that isn't really vital. My life is pretty repetitive, but I've been working harder than a dog. (a seeing eye dog, that is). I landed two jobs this summer, which is pretty awesome. The first being the internship with Big Beach, which just came out with Little Miss Sunshine. (www.bigbeachfilms.com) If you haven't seen that movie, you should. It's a really great flick... and Big Beach has been awesome to me. I started at like three days a week, and that eventually turned into four.. and then a little over a week ago they asked me to step up to a full time position for the remainder of the summer which was hugely awesome for me. So I'm a Personal Assistant to one of the producers for a while. It's cool. I get to be in on a lot more of the insider info than I was before.
My other job is at Equinox Fitness, where I'm working the front desk for some spare change... that's about as close as it is to a salary, but it's been enough to get me by. The only shitty thing is that I had to wake up at 4am a couple times a week to get into work by 5am. And there were some days where I'd go straight from my morning shift at Equinox to Big Beach and work through until like 7 (now it's like 8) pm. It BLEW. But this is my last week so I don't have any more 4ams! wooooo! And man, for a while there I was working weekends, too... so I think I had a stretch of like 16 days where I worked every single day. It was terrifying.
Anyway, it's all good now that it's all winding down. I might even get some more time to go out and explore. I feel like I've gotten to know New York pretty well even without going to every museum or tourist activity. I've done enough to feel like I lived out my stay here pretty well, and the work that I put into my internship was my main priority anyway, and that definitely paid off. Literally. So, it's all good in the end. And I've read a shitload of screenplays, (most of them bad) which makes me feel like I've seen a TON of movies (most of them bad). At this point, I feel like I've read every type of story out there.
As far as New York goes... I've developed an intense love/hate relationship with it. I hate the subway at 4:30 in the morning. I hate the tourists and the whole Times Square vibe. I hate the dirt and the poverty and the rats. But I love the efficiency of this city, and the work ethic is admirable and easy to get swept up in, but I hate the exhaustion at the end of a long day.. the way this city sucks out every last drop of energy, begging you to pour anything you've got left into the half-priced, but still so expensive, mixed drinks at happy hour. The people aren't half as mean as I expected, but con artists are everywhere.. and after a while you stop trusting the nice folks and start appreciating the people who lay it all out on the table without bullshit. Everyone's an actor. That might be the one thing that I love about the city. Everyone's an artist. Everyone is working a job that's only second priority, while trying to make it as something or someone. So many people in the same boat, supporting each other in a weird way, making it all happen. That's pretty awesome.
I went to a Yankee's game, and it's funny because I'm a Sox/Cubs kind of kid.. and I never much cared for the Yankees but I didn't really all-out hate them, either... or so I thought. Man.. being at Yankee Stadium was... like, wow, I really do hate the Yankees. Watching them win made my stomach churn. Their fans are all so scuzzy (granted we were sitting in the nosebleed section), but they're all like dirty and trashy. I hate to say it but I'll be damned if I ever root for that team. I wanted them to get their asses kicked so bad. They're a rich team but I feel like it's that dirty mafia kind of rich... not the hard working educated kind of rich. But hey, that's just the vibe I get.
And now that I've pissed off every Yankee's fan who ever walked the earth, I'm going to head out. (and i'm sorry if you're not a scuzzy, uneducated, or trashy Yankee's fan. but man, look into, like, reforming your team's fan base.)
I've got a week left in this city. And as much as I'll be happy to get back in touch with my life and with the beauty of beaches and the countryside... a part of me is going to miss this filthy city. It really grows on you... the way ivy might slowly creep up and suffocate a brick building. Suffocating, yes, but beautiful in that suffering kind of way.
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
me: go see LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE.
If you haven't noticed, I'm in New York City. And New York City is debilitating when it comes to keeping up with internet-related activity... or anything that isn't really vital. My life is pretty repetitive, but I've been working harder than a dog. (a seeing eye dog, that is). I landed two jobs this summer, which is pretty awesome. The first being the internship with Big Beach, which just came out with Little Miss Sunshine. (www.bigbeachfilms.com) If you haven't seen that movie, you should. It's a really great flick... and Big Beach has been awesome to me. I started at like three days a week, and that eventually turned into four.. and then a little over a week ago they asked me to step up to a full time position for the remainder of the summer which was hugely awesome for me. So I'm a Personal Assistant to one of the producers for a while. It's cool. I get to be in on a lot more of the insider info than I was before.
My other job is at Equinox Fitness, where I'm working the front desk for some spare change... that's about as close as it is to a salary, but it's been enough to get me by. The only shitty thing is that I had to wake up at 4am a couple times a week to get into work by 5am. And there were some days where I'd go straight from my morning shift at Equinox to Big Beach and work through until like 7 (now it's like 8) pm. It BLEW. But this is my last week so I don't have any more 4ams! wooooo! And man, for a while there I was working weekends, too... so I think I had a stretch of like 16 days where I worked every single day. It was terrifying.
Anyway, it's all good now that it's all winding down. I might even get some more time to go out and explore. I feel like I've gotten to know New York pretty well even without going to every museum or tourist activity. I've done enough to feel like I lived out my stay here pretty well, and the work that I put into my internship was my main priority anyway, and that definitely paid off. Literally. So, it's all good in the end. And I've read a shitload of screenplays, (most of them bad) which makes me feel like I've seen a TON of movies (most of them bad). At this point, I feel like I've read every type of story out there.
As far as New York goes... I've developed an intense love/hate relationship with it. I hate the subway at 4:30 in the morning. I hate the tourists and the whole Times Square vibe. I hate the dirt and the poverty and the rats. But I love the efficiency of this city, and the work ethic is admirable and easy to get swept up in, but I hate the exhaustion at the end of a long day.. the way this city sucks out every last drop of energy, begging you to pour anything you've got left into the half-priced, but still so expensive, mixed drinks at happy hour. The people aren't half as mean as I expected, but con artists are everywhere.. and after a while you stop trusting the nice folks and start appreciating the people who lay it all out on the table without bullshit. Everyone's an actor. That might be the one thing that I love about the city. Everyone's an artist. Everyone is working a job that's only second priority, while trying to make it as something or someone. So many people in the same boat, supporting each other in a weird way, making it all happen. That's pretty awesome.
I went to a Yankee's game, and it's funny because I'm a Sox/Cubs kind of kid.. and I never much cared for the Yankees but I didn't really all-out hate them, either... or so I thought. Man.. being at Yankee Stadium was... like, wow, I really do hate the Yankees. Watching them win made my stomach churn. Their fans are all so scuzzy (granted we were sitting in the nosebleed section), but they're all like dirty and trashy. I hate to say it but I'll be damned if I ever root for that team. I wanted them to get their asses kicked so bad. They're a rich team but I feel like it's that dirty mafia kind of rich... not the hard working educated kind of rich. But hey, that's just the vibe I get.
And now that I've pissed off every Yankee's fan who ever walked the earth, I'm going to head out. (and i'm sorry if you're not a scuzzy, uneducated, or trashy Yankee's fan. but man, look into, like, reforming your team's fan base.)
I've got a week left in this city. And as much as I'll be happy to get back in touch with my life and with the beauty of beaches and the countryside... a part of me is going to miss this filthy city. It really grows on you... the way ivy might slowly creep up and suffocate a brick building. Suffocating, yes, but beautiful in that suffering kind of way.
QUOTE OF THE DAY:
me: go see LITTLE MISS SUNSHINE.
posted by C Killian at 7:32 PM
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