'now i aint sayin she a gold digger (when i'm need)'

finally got internet in my apartment, so lovely. i didn't realize how much i am online until it wasn't constantly at my disposal.

my new life in brooklyn is good. it's been weird to not really have any routine to follow; i've become accustomed to a life now that will change in 2 weeks and basically not be standard 9 months of the year. it's lent an almost vacation-like quality to my time.

margaret, my mom's best friend, was here this week as my first real visitor and i found myself in the role of hostess. it was a little weird beforehand; i was worried i didn't know enough about my new locale to share it with somone else. everything ended up fine if course, even better than fine because we did some random driving and i found the beach! i sound like a crazy hippie to put it this way, but getting to the ocean put me at peace somehow. the shore is less than ten miles away, a 20-25 minute drive. i'm so happy it's so close; i've been pretty clueless about my surroundings and hadn't realized i'd be so much closer to the beach in NY than i was in VA.

my apartment is still in a bit of a state. my space is pretty small, and my computer desk is basically in the middle of the room and i have a couple boxes still packed and 3 trash bags of clothes that simply don't have anywhere to go. i'm at a bit of a loss.

i'm watching a really interesting mtv documentary/interview with kanye west. he has addressed homophobia in hip-hop, professed a like for fiona apple, and name-checked portishead's 'dummy' as one of his favorite albums. he's done a lot to reign me back in after my initial cycle of diggin him then pulling away when he was a cocky bastard / sore loser after not winning an american music award last year.

i am so anticipating becoming addicted to freshdirect the first time that i order from them.