back in the saddle again

i got back to new york on tuesday after a very hectic two months. first work was insane, then i was in miami for 2-1/2 weeks, then back to nyc for 10 days, then back to miami for another 2 weeks. i sat down with my boss today for the first time since mid-november. i just unpacked my suitcase, cleaned my room quite well, and showered, and now am getting ready for bed. it's late, and i'm tired, but i don't want this blog to die and the only way to keep it alive is to write.

i was ready to leave miami. the weather there was so gorgeous--sunny and warm and just lovely. new york is pretty mild as well, or maybe i'm just remembering january worse than it actually is. in any case, i've been pleasantly surprised by the weather. maybe i've broken through the glass wall of the northeast and can be at peace with the changing of the seasons. i'm a sun girl at heart, but i guess a brisk little breeze can be nice once in a while.

anyway. miami is exhausting. how do they do it? i think it'll take me a couple of weeks here to recover. i missed my routine--going to work, watching tv, finding something to do on the weekends... things are so much easier in miami, and harder at the same time too. there's always something going on, someone is always going to bouganvilla or the grove and god forbid they miss friday night at pawn shop. it's been exciting for a while, and a nice change from my much chiller life in new york. but i think i've reached my limit. i'm tired of feeling like i'm regressing when i go home. it's disconcerting to constantly run into people i know from high school, middle school, elementary school for chrissakes. it's like all of the hard work i've done to make myself into someone i like since leaving miami gets undone when i get around all these fools. well, maybe that's a bit extreme--i'm definitely much more confident than i was then, and happier, and generally better, and i don't lose it all. maybe i was just feeling dull from all the hoopla. too much drama. i'm happier in places where the tide doesn't move so much. i guess i like it flat. and i guess, for me, new york is just flatter than miami most of the time.

dave's leaving for his bike trip tomorrow. this necessitates major changes in my social life. i'm making an endeavor to keep in touch with old friends, and make new friends, and all in all just experience my last few months in this wonderful, wonderful place. so, tomorrow night i'm going to meet up with stoops and the gang for dinner, after i have a drink with mike, whom i haven't seen in what feels like ages. friday i'm hoping to see the spam allstars at SOBs with whoever wants to come along, and saturday i'm going to help selom celebrate his birthday downtown. i'm also going to rope someone into coming to the new iranian restaurant in chelsea with me--they seem pretty authentic, and i've been itching to find good iranian food in the city.

it turns out that i'm traveling to geneva and istanbul in february, and i get to go to (and speak at!) the harm reduction conference in vancouver in may. beforehand i'm going to try to take my own trip to the western states, maybe visit folks LA and my aunt in portland.

it's weird to think that by may i'll know whether i'm going to law school next year. i hope i hope i hope.

goodnight!