Four more years?

It’s 7:45 and a lot earlier than I wanted to wake up so I feel at liberty to spend these hours when no one’s online on Gchat to write at length nostalgically/sort-of LiveJournal-y about random things, plus, I mean, my blog, my rules, right?

It was brought to my attention a few days ago that my anniversary of moving to New York was coming up soon. One of the habits I picked up around the time of coming up here was to start keeping track of everything I did on a calendar. It actually happened a little closer to when I was planning the second semester of my senior year of college and I had to essentially double up my courseload to graduate on time with enough credits for my minor; I needed to figure out an organizational system to make all of the different classes and independent studies work.

Thus, I started keeping track of the things I had to do in a little hard cover yellow notebook with some random French illustration on the front and back cover; I bought it from Target for a dollar in the front section of the store that has all of those really random bins of things on sale for absurdly low prices. Along with general to-do lists, etc, I would draw out a calendar (it was all lined paper) that spanned about six weeks and fill it in with due dates, trips, and various happenings that you have to be mindful of in college (read: date functions, YEP!). I actually still have the book in a shoebox somewhere in my room and it has these really charming doodles to indicate what I was doing, for example when I would be going to the beach (I drew a beach with a turtle on it!) or flying to LA (a plane with a dotted line from North Carolina to California!) or something like that, I sure had a lot of whimsy back then!

As I was moving up here, the notebook ran out of blank pages, and I started using Outlook to keep track of what I had to do and the places I had to be. The Outlook thing actually was actually result of when I came up to New York to look for apartments, Ricky started sending me invites to random things that I could go with him to, in retrospect this was especially handy as I knew no one here. Sidebar: the first two events on my calendar are: May 19th, 2005 a Contagious Media Panel and an FHM Party at Gypsy Tea (I know right?), seriously. I vaguely remember being at the panel and asking Rick, “Who are all of these people? (Weird and uncomfortable new media people, who would now probably be photographed by Nick McGlynn.) Why are they all here? (I still don’t know.)” and feeling especially confused as to why so many weird looking people all spoke with such authority and haughty-ness about creating internet memes (redundant?).

Anyways, all of that was a long and convoluted way to point out that as I look back on the same calendar now (everything imported into a Google calendar since I left CollegeHumor), today, May 29th is the exact day I moved up here four years ago.

(I had written out something about how there’s so many things had happened, relationships had changed, etc — aka more emo nonsense, in the last four years, but looking back now, this seems like a better stopping point. [ZOMG, this parenth is so meta.]).