48 days is a long time. A super long time. Long enough to get a French visa, book plane tickets, make a couple thousand dollars, host a party, watch an entire television series, visit south Jersey, New York City, and Williamsburg, celebrate Christmas and New Years (and MLK day) and still be so bored that you have to start your blog a month before your trip to Paris just to kill time.
That basically sums up where I'm at right now, halfway through the longest winter break of my life and running out of ways to kill time. So if you have any ideas, and they don't involve sitting in a basement drinking beer and watching movies, let me know. As for now, I'm going to continue working (I got another $1000 plus assignment; I'm beginning to think I have a Dickensian benefactor) and watching movies (my goal is to see all 10 best picture nominees). Should be slow end to January.
But since you are all riveted by my day to day life and its details, I figured I'd offer up a brief summary.
The pre-Christmas leg of break consisted of me obtaining my French visa, the most tedious of obligations. After waiting outside the consulate for an hour, and inside a hot waiting room for another hour, I was shuttled back and forth between windows before being told that I have to come back in a week to get my visa, which would end up being square in the poorly handled aftermath of the 2010 NYC Blizzardtacular. Unfortunately, any of the enjoyment I might have reaped from incessant complaining immediately after about the hours upon hours of cold emotionless bureaucracy I experienced was crushed when the final step of the visa process involved a cute blonde French girl excitedly giving me my visa and cheering for me. Damn you French consulate . . . damn you.
After a rather uneventful Christmas, I headed south to Rowan to spend New Years getting soaked in champagne and Febreze. Since that fun-filled evening, I have had only other night of serious partying, the landmark and oddly eventful Michael Zanfardino January Fiesta. I suppose there's no way to describe it other than to say that two of my good (male) friends woke up in the same bed, one covered in puke and the other in only his boxers, neither having remembered going to sleep there.
Other than that, I've been, as I mentioned, going to see a lot of movies, notably True Grit, The King's Speech, Black Swan, and the Fighter, all of which I found immensely delightful. I figure those plus Inception and The Social Network should take care of 6 of the 10 Oscar spots, while I'll need to see probably The Kids are Alright and a couple others. The only way I definitely won't complete this task is if Rabbit Hole is nominated, as that movie looks way too sad and soul crushing for me.
Random observations from the break:
- Blue Mountain State is hilarious
- I only really get a full body, full day hangover when I sleep in my own bed in Ramsey. I'll put that one on classic family guilt.
- This winter has been a lot less awesome for music than last winter for me. I've yet to find some new stuff to keep me occupied, so I'd appreciate any suggestions.
- My reading list will never ever even see 50% completion
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