busy bees in an '09 kinda hive.

Good morning! ugh.
this is the first post in the new year! which i think is quite exciting.
So, let's start with news, shall we?
Last Saturday I moved from Brooklyn, back to sunny Astoria. Shmoops left her warm bed in Michellebletown in the wee hours of the morning, fueled up with coffee and Mango Coconut cake and drove down to help me move. I barely slept that night, dreams of pythons eating small people and epic fights with loved ones haunted me. But once the sun filled the apartment i awoke, made sure i had packed all my little things into little boxes and ate the last of my frozen waffles. Once mom arrived we crammed everything (EVERYTHING!) into the car with surprisingly few obstacles.
we hopped on the Bklyn/Qns expressway and an hour later we were in a greasy spoon, in my new/old neighborhood, chatting over coffee and eggs. (and bacon for me, of course)
So this last week I have been puttering in my new place, all by myself, singing David Bowie and walking around in my underwear and ridiculous leg warmer BECAUSE I CAN! so ha.
This Saturday I start culinary school. (i'm humming, "the long and winding road" to myself) i can't believe it's finally here!! although it has been less than a year since this idea was a twinkle in my eye, it seems as though i have been waiting a very long time for this. Tonight i will iron my uniform with such precision, and pack my school bag with fervor and nausea. (I'm nervous!) As i was telling a co-worker about school, and the schedule she exclaimed "So you have no life!!". No. No, i don't. i work and then i work and then i school. but school becomes your life, and all i can hope is that that becomes a life that makes me happy.

And then, next week, my dear dear Kristen Apple Pie, biffle for liffle, partner in crime and a king amongst men, is leaving. Off to that place which we not dare mention or utter under our breaths. aw, what the hell....she's off to NEW ZEALAND. of course. heh.
but in all seriousness, she is off for a year long adventure in Lord of the Rings country, and i wish her nothing but the absolute best in the world. under this thick xenophobic exterior, i'm just a big ole softy who is very proud of her (and all that embark on adventures) and can only hope she comes back in one piece. with a cool accent. and some fancy new zealand booze for me.
so! last night we went to Panna II again, and ate spicy food under bright lights, and drank Dutch beers from huge cans. it was lovely, as per usual.
and now i am left to think of the good times, the drunk times, the hungry times and even some sad times. ahh the life and times of the sunny robot.....it never seems to get dull, does it?