U I vethed na I onnad.

And now for something completely different! CDs! Yes, I am giving up my singles, though it pains me, because I need the space and money.

( I have Arashi, Tokio, and Kanjani 8 for sale )


I accept paypal ONLY.
Buyers MUST shoulder shipping costs.
It is $12.95 for flat-rate US domestic shipping.
I will ship internationally to the UK ONLY because shipping is a hot mess. To give you a rough idea - shipping for 3 magazines is $29. The flat rate box that I would need to fit magazines is $60.
I regret to say that I cannot budge on the shipping costs.
I am also open to reasonable negotiations regarding the magazines.
I will not be held responsible for lost mail.
Purchases will be shipped once the money is received.
If you would like clarification on any points, please message me and MAKE SURE I CAN MESSAGE YOU BACK.


If you are interested in purchasing anything, please PM or e-mail me at Laurelindorian@gmail.com to discuss purchase with this order form (subject JE Sale):

Name:
Location:
E-mail:
Form of Payment:
Desired Issue:

( Below here are the Duets for sale - check prices )


I accept paypal ONLY.
Buyers MUST shoulder shipping costs.
It is $12.95 for flat-rate US domestic shipping.
I will ship internationally to the UK ONLY because shipping is a hot mess. To give you a rough idea - shipping for 3 magazines is $29. The flat rate box that I would need to fit magazines is $60.
I regret to say that I cannot budge on the shipping costs.
I am also open to reasonable negotiations regarding the magazines.
I will not be held responsible for lost mail.
Purchases will be shipped once the money is received.
If you would like clarification on any points, please message me and MAKE SURE I CAN MESSAGE YOU BACK.


If you are interested in purchasing anything, please PM or e-mail me at Laurelindorian@gmail.com to discuss purchase with this order form (subject JE Sale):

Name:
Location:
E-mail:
Form of Payment:
Desired Issue:

I am moving again, at long last, and while a huge part of me really doesn't want to give up anything, I know I have to. So we begin the process of attempting to sell things.

( Below is my selection of Myojo magazines - CHECK PRICES )


I accept paypal ONLY.
Buyers MUST shoulder shipping costs.
It is $12.95 for flat-rate US domestic shipping.
I will ship internationally to the UK ONLY because shipping is a hot mess. To give you a rough idea - shipping for 3 magazines is $29. The flat rate box that I would need to fit magazines is $60.
I regret to say that I cannot budge on the shipping costs.
I am also open to reasonable negotiations regarding the magazines.
I will not be held responsible for lost mail.
Purchases will be shipped once the money is received.
If you would like clarification on any points, please message me and MAKE SURE I CAN MESSAGE YOU BACK.


If you are interested in purchasing anything, please PM or e-mail me at Laurelindorian@gmail.com to discuss purchase with this order form (subject JE Sale):

Name:
Location:
E-mail:
Form of Payment:
Desired Issue:

Well, not too long ago I was still yelling at the board of 875 W. 181st for having kept my application hostage without ever seeing us. And only 2 months after handing that package in, they finally did. And it only took them two more days before they finally confirmed that they're allowing me in.

So, I have an apartment! It's very exciting. I get to move into my lovely 100 year old building with its parquet wood floors, various wall moulding, claw-foot tub, and high ceilings.

Just as soon as the owner gets his stuff out and can settle on a closing date. Given how long it took him to do anything about accepting the offer and get moving on the contract this may take another two months. On one hand I'm impatient to get in. On the other it's probably another three months before I start getting paid again, so I wouldn't mind having that much less maintenance to pay. And of course I have to get the work done in the bathroom before I can actually move in. No good living in a place when you can't shower or use the toilet.

I have no idea how I could even begin to post on everything that's happened since I last posted at all. So I'm not going to try, save to say that I've been through way too many temp jobs to be sane anymore. (Not that I was ever particularly sane to begin with, admittedly.)

* There has been a lot of costume-making, and there have been even more attempts to break into real work backstage. Recently it looks like that dream is farther away than ever. I'm slowly giving up and looking into whatever desk job is willing to pay me to sit there and type. I just can't keep up with these month-long unemployments, especially if I'm going to finally get my own apartment.

* There have been a lot of amazing parties and a lot of amazing new people. Basically, thanks to F and L, I'm working my way through being introduced to every Burlesque artist in NYC. And they're wonderful people.

* The apartment thing is sort of going forward, though not at the pace I'd like it to be. It was my hope I'd be closed on the place last week. Now I might not be until December. Moving during the holidays - blah.

* Uh, I don't think I have friends on LJ anymore, because I died and everybody jumped ship to other blog types. But if I do have friends on LJ, consider this your Christmas Card post? PM me your address if you'd like me to send you one. I'd be happy to.

This is my life.

I go to the Yankees game. I sit in my seat and surrender to the inevitability of the guy behind me explaining EVERY. SINGLE. play to his small child. The camera man comes over to take shots of our section for the center field screen.

And misses me.

By a row.

He's interested in a girl with blue hair who is two rows in front, and so by default of physics he will only manage to film her and the people directly behind her.

THIS IS MY LIFE WRAPPED UP IN FIFTY SECONDS.

(And then Baltimore won.)

But at least I got to see Ichiro in pinstripes.

Now I'm off to finish my tea, take a shower, and attempt to sleep off this weird not-cold that hasn't gone away all week.

So I hear there's been another mass exodus from LJ? Or something? I suppose this would be where I post the obligatory 'I will go down with this ship' .gif, but I don't have one. Really I just can't be buggered to learn the ins and outs of DW or whatever other platform people are using now. I'm too old. IN MY DAY WE USED TYPEWRITERS, AND YOU HAD TO KNOW HOW TO SPELL YOUR OWN WORDS and all that.

I've finally quit Mood. Not because I have anything better lined up, but because I was seriously going to commit homicide if I stayed another month. My last day is next Tuesday. I will probably sing on my way out. In the interim I'm going to be stocking up my fabric stash while my discount is still active. It's not like I have no prospects. I've sent out some applications to theaters that will be starting their summer programming. And at my exit interview today Fabian basically told me that I'm on call as a freelancer for her, with my enthusiastic permission. So there'll be something in the works.

I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow and my father's birthday would be Friday. Oh. And I'm 26 now. If I keep telling myself that I should remember it just in time to turn 27.

Well, shit.

I called my old bank in Japan to see about getting my money finally transferred over to the States. Since we got paid on the 25th of every month for the month before, and my flight was for the 8th, I figured I had one more pay check due in. In checking the last five transactions, however, that check is nowhere to be seen. There was no payment made for March in April. And to make matters worse, I can't find my March pay slip for February.

I really don't know what to do right now.

I feel like I very seriously do not know where time has gone. In fact, the last date I can feel certain of passing is September 14th - and for no particular reason except that H. at my intern said 'IS IT SERIOUSLY SEPTEMBER 14TH?!' at one point. And I kind of remember September 30th because we had a Mood staff meeting that made me get up an hour early. After that, it's all a long, long blur of what I shall assume was routine life. I assume this as nothing really sticks out.

There was talk of a date but it didn't happen and I don't actually remember when it was supposed to be.

Nothing of real significance has passed at Mood. As of last week I'm part time there and my pay check is a little more suck than it used to be. I'm also still nowhere near reaching this quota thing that is supposed to give me a whole extra $100 - if that - yet I am told just about every day I walk in that I help the most people out of ANYONE IN THE STORE. Maybe this is just me, but I think it should tell them that maybe my quota needs to be a fuck-ton lower if I am helping the most people in the store and still at only 12% instead of 20% or whatever it is.

This weekend is the point from which I will be basing my next point of reference. An old college friend came up late on Thursday night and stayed until Saturday evening. Friday I worked, but following work we went to Swing 46. Swing 46 is a delightful jazz and supper club and I'm sad I didn't know about it earlier. They have live bands, good food, and little free mini-lessons before the live music starts. G. and I danced until 12:00. We also talked with the one of the mini-lesson instructors and I got myself a 10% discount card for dance lessons at a studio not so far from Mood.

We also got a private lesson on Saturday. The lesson was from 1:00 to 2:00 and was mostly in '30s style Charleston. After that G. and I went up on the High Line. The High Line is a second of old above-ground railroad that has long been abandoned. It's all the way over on the west side and currently runs from 30th street to Washington street. They're trying to buy the rail all the way to where it ends on 34th, but it remains to be seen if they will be able to. Basically they've done a VERY careful job of creating a series of gardens to make it appear that nature has taken over the abandoned tracks. There are also tiny lawns for people to sit on and a flat area of flowing water that can be walked it. It's pretty amazing.

And tonight I was invited to the dress rehearsal of Chinglish, a new comedy which is going into previews on Tuesday. It's AWESOME. The premise is that a western businessman tries to get himself into business in China and has no idea what he's doing. He also can't speak Chinese and so has to rely on interpreters - who don't always know English. The play is, in fact, half in Chinese with super-titles are projected onto various parts of the set. The set employs furniture on moving tracks and two carousels spinning around the stage-left and right pieces to create four entirely different places. I loved it.

I also finished making a couple of birthday presents today. Here's hoping they fit the intended birthday boys. I will post pictures of them after the party this coming Saturday.

Oh! And other thing of non-importance. In what is probably far-too-early anticipatory preparation for maybe possibly moving out sometime in the next half-year, I have a new dresser. It's sitting out in our apartment entrance and is awesome. However, we still don't know if the renovations of the apartment we're looking at have started - or if they even have the permit yet.

I appear to have joined the post-a-month club. I haven't posted in so long that the change to the entry-writing box are brand new to me. (Assuming they are not, in fact, brand new.)

Any rate, not much is new.

Still working two jobs (really one job and one internship). Am actually giving up a day at Mood to spend two days at the internship, and I am super excited to do so. Mood... is not a good place to work for. They're in the middle of trying to change how they operate and they're not very quick on the uptake when the new things aren't working all that great. The hours are long, the customers are, well, customers, they're trying to completely control all our owed break time, and the bosses are VERY good at noticing when every little thing isn't perfect. It doesn't pay nearly enough; my weekly check basically goes straight into food for the next week and transportation. I'm looking for new work but given the internship I have to find some kind of part time or stay where I am. It's not looking too good either way.

I am trying to get some sewing done but I hardly have time for that any more. Still, a couple pairs of shorts are in the works (one for every day use and one for a costume), and I've been fiddling with bow ties. They're at once hard and not-so-hard to make.

Postseason baseball has started, and that's always exciting. It would be awesome if we could get a game that wasn't rained on, or rained out, though.

The truly new news: I may be moving into an apartment of my own within the next few months. This is exciting. It's literally one block over from where I live now - 26th and 2nd. It's a railroad-style that they're renovating into a two-bedroom and it's surprisingly big. The room I'm claiming for mine has a non-working fireplace with exposed brick and a marble mantel. Now I just need a roommate to take care of half the rent.