Living here

If you would have asked me 6 years ago, if I thought I would be packing up my life & living in new york city, I would have said shut up and probably some random trivial fact about Nsync or about my long term very very serious boyfriend.
Anyway, I basically did pack up my life & move here. Its unreal to think "what am I going to need in the next 5 months to live." Which is dumb, b/c if I find out I don't need anything, I'll so be able to find it in the city. By the end of the packing, I wasn't even referring back to the list of stuff that I needed, I was just throwing shit into a box thinking "yes, oh god, I definitely need my Kerry/Edwards 2004 and my "I love to sing" buttons. After the drive from hell, we got into the city & down my perfect street & wow, it was just amazing. I was listening to bach's prelude and fugue (I wish I could say it was on shuffle, but it wasn't...I don't know why I was listening to it) & it got to an awesome part in the song. It was just like a movie.
So I moved in. & it was amfuckingazing. just b/c any kind of move out of ohio is a fantastic one.
My roomate, Tiffany, seems really nice. We'll be good roomates; I'm not sure if we're the kind of people who are good to hang out with, but for rooming, we'll be great. she likes the color pink, i like the color pink, she likes movies, i like movies, she likes to be online, i like to be online.
When I went out to lunch with my family, I loved walking down the street w/ my mom to a little cafe. It felt so city like.
I love new yorkers. i love new york. ah!