August 14. 2000
my new apartment:
the living room
the stairs leading down to the front door
I had off from hell today to go to Philly to check out my new apartment. Our appointment was early, so I had to get up at the regular time I did for work. As a result, I was groggy and half-asleep throughout the hour and a half ride.
I've noticed that every city has its own particular smell. Philly has a very different smell than New York City, though I vastly prefer the smell of New York. I especially love the smell of the subways, though it isn't in any way pleasant. Maybe it's just the memories associated with the city and subways that makes me so fond of it.
My apartment is nice. And so huge. I know it's over 600 square feet, though I don't know the exact number. I just wandered around, marveling at all the space that was just mine. All mine. There's a living room, which is 20 by 13 feet, a bedroom, which is 13 by 10 feet, a very small bathroom with some lovely yellow tile, and a small kitchen with a fridge, stove and sink. There are two very large walk in closets, one in the living room and one in the bedroom, a small pantry in the kitchen, and one outside the bathroom. I'm on the second floor. The carpets are a light beige, the walls white.
I am absolutely in love.
The other bit of good news is that I interviewed for a job at the new Barnes and Noble up on 309 in Montgomeryville. It's about a 20 minute drive from where I'll live. I can't tell you how much I'm hoping for this job to pan out, because it's been my dream to work in a giant bookstore. Plus the hours are flexible, the starting pay is excellent, and the employee discounts are out of this world. 30% off books, 20% off music, and 50% on all food and coffee in the cafe. God Damn.
I think the interview went well, though. The manager was a very nice woman, and I managed to not have any of those blank out moments that I've had at other interviews. You know, those moments where you've said all you wanted or had to say, the interviewer is clearly expecting something more, and you rack your brain and come up with nothing, trailing off into silence, or at best, repeat what you already said, sounding like an idiot. I've had lots of those. But I was smooth, I was slick, and I managed not to bash the job from hell I am currently holding.
So I'm looking forward to starting my new life and new school year in Philadelphia. Trying not to be too overwhelmed by the prospect of living alone. Trying not to be worried about money, or school, or _________, _________ and _________ (fill in the blank, the other ones I can't think of right now).
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