omg nph

SUIT UP.
Neil Patrick Harris as Barney on the show How I Met Your Mother (haven't seen it? WATCH IT).

So, my friend Kevin and I went to see Billy Elliot on Broadway two nights ago, and just before the lights went down, NPH ran down to his seat. His seat was 3 seats away from mine.

Let me tell you: This man is somehow more beautiful in person. I mean that honestly. He is quite the looker. Success for the gay male team.

Important fun fact: His real laugh during the show sounded very similar to Dr. Horrible's attempt at an evil laugh at the beginning of the Sing-Along Blog (Oh, you haven't watched Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog? Seriously. Get on that).

Here is my creepy picture that I was able to take from my seat. As explained in my most recent video, I didn't want to be one of the people asking for an autograph or something (autographs mean nothing to me. A conversation would have been enough). SO. Just this picture for now.



I had a really wonderful night. We saw Billy Elliot, I stared at NPH, and then we went to Junior's for dinner and a couple drinks. It was a wonderful end to the day my hair was chopped off [against my request]. RIP long curly hair. Grow back soon, please.

jessica is dumb

We're watching Fight Club right now.

Jessica: What's that guy's name?
Me: Edward Norton! Duh! What's wrong with you?!
Jessica: I don't know names! Sorry!
Me: Do you know HIS name?
-I was pointing at Brad Pitt. I was being funny. Like, HA WHO DOESN'T KNOW BRAD PITT.
Jessica: *shrug*
Me: ....wait.
Jessica: I just know faces.
Me: ...wait.
Jessica: WHAT?
Me: YOU'RE OBVIOUSLY KIDDING.
Jessica: *shakes head vigorously*
Me: WHO DOESN'T KNOW BRAD PITT?!



This is what I live with.

cable television

I feel like we've been living primitively. Today, we finally had cable set up with our tv. Honestly, I don't want to go work. I want to lay on the couch watching tv all day. I see nothing wrong with this. Unfortunately, I have to go to work. In fact, I should really get in the shower.

Sigh.

Television is neat.

leakycon: successful

At some point when I am not about to shower and get ready for work (rare), I'll give a more italktosnakes-style rundown of my LeakyCon experience (although I'll condense it to one blog post, not 756).

For now, I'll just say that I feel like I finally did a Harry Potter conference right.

destination: leakycon

Class photo.
aka Terminus. Chicago. August 2008.

Since yesterday, most of my friends have been in Boston to attend LeakyCon 2009. Being a responsible, rent-paying, (workaholic) citizen, I'm not going until tomorrow afternoon.

Today, after a 9-hour shift at American Apparel (and a little retail-therapy that cost me virtually no money), I was able to pack. Do you know how hard it is to pack for one weekend trip? I'm used to at LEAST one week. Many times full months. I had to actually put on all possible outfits. I swear I'm turning into a girl. It's frightening. Listen, I even did my nails. That's when you know something is up.

I'm a little anxious about this weekend. Harry Potter conferences have been about being with the people we love and getting inebriated. I've separated myself (mostly) from that kind of lifestyle and plan to remain completely (mostly) sober the entire weekend. I know I have plenty of friends who won't be drinking, and I have faith in myself. There's still that whisper of doubt in the back of my head that says I'll be persuaded merely at the sight of people drinking and having fun. There are things (and people) that mean more to me than a drunken night though. So.

I can't wait to see everyone tomorrow. Some of my favorites won't be able to attend (ahem, Anna and Rosi and Hayley and Hannah, and I'm sure a few more). I miss their faces (although Hayley's has never been in front of mine IRL).

See you on the other side (of LeakyCon)!

feed us

Jessica: I want a burrito.
Me: I can't afford a burrito.
Jessica: Why is food so expensive?
Me: Because we aren't hunter-gatherers.
Jessica: Shit. I'll gather.
Me: In New York City.
Jessica: I'll gather berries. But... I'd also like to gather burritos.
Me: Haha yes.
Jessica: Screw the berries. Give me a burrito.


I'm officially living on a few free packets of crackers at work, and then $1 slice of pizza down the block from me. I only had $0.75 today, so Jessica gave me a quarter.

First day at the second job went well. I think I like Barnes & Noble more. I mean, I definitely do. They're my homies (...homies?).


Money spent today: 75 cents.
Hours put in at work: 9.

a real person's apartment

One of my flatmates, Jessica, and I, plus a glimpse into my previously unfinished bedroom. Sometimes, as the above picture proves, we put on dresses and dance.

Aside from some wall decorations, my bedroom is completely finished. It's furnished with a super comfortable bed, a dresser, 2 mirrors, curtains, and the most awesome desk (put together by Melissa, Angelo, and Rebecca)!

My parents came by today with my tv, stand, and DVD player. So. That's pretty sweet.

Money is so tight after having just bought all my furniture (I'm a real person!) and I have to pay rent in a couple of weeks. So. NO SPENDING MONEY. NONE. ZERO. That's right. It is NOT imperative that we get frozen yogurt at 11pm. Sigh. Life is so hard.

I start my second job on Monday. American Apparel. Yes, free clothes. Oh goodness, yes. I will be working 7-8 shifts per week, so, cue exhaustion. Also, cue money. :)

LeakyCon in 13 days, Texas in 32 days, Seattle in 39 days.

Cool.