Fall impending. 4 Months Down
I write so many blogs. I write so many blogs and delete them. Sometimes I get writers block. Sometimes I sound stupid. Sometimes I pointlessly complain. Sometimes I brag, and I hate that. Sometimes I am too self conscience of whats on here. Sometimes I remember that anyone can read this, and I have no business writing about anyone else but me. I haven’t ever gotten in trouble for this but have just been thinking about the permanence of the internet and how I have a tendency to write about the people in my life, and this shit is PUBLIC and maybe thats not cool. I have been coming up with a privacy policy, I will not be using full names at all, and pictures will all be approved. Now that we have some business out of the way… what the fuck is going on with Devin Ritchie and how is New York City treating him?
It’s been nearly 2 months since I checked in with yall and it has been crazy. Been working a lot, been to some theatre, went to a couple concerts, hurricanes, hung out with friends, earthquakes, created drama, started dated someone, had some extended family visit, continued with my improv classes, drank, made new friends, stopped dating someone, built ikea furniture, watched a lot of breaking bad, and generally have been keeping on keeping on.
Mostly my time is spent working and sleeping. Which is great. I do like my job. Hours are long, but it is worth it, and it keeps me out of trouble and my bank account afloat. I have recently been toying with the idea of taking a sommelier class to actually get some real wine education. I hate not being able to answer questions that I should know. I even started training people at work, crazy right!?
Lately I have been missing people. I have some good friends here but only a couple good ones, not to offend anyone, but it takes time to really build the relationships and the closeness I have with people speckled throughout California. I guess I am bit homesick, natural I suppose, I did spend my whole life there. I gotta find a few days when I can get back to visit, I just dont know if I feel ready. Like I am not established enough here to leave for any time. I have just been having some anxiety set in about everything recently. Even though things are still great in New York; I make good money, have friends, and have a great place to live, but I’m still adjusting. This was the plan, and it was never supposed to be easy, and if this is the hardest part… I suppose I’m fine.
I was dating someone for awhile, a 27 yr old who was a customer. It was going great for a little bit multiple dates, some sleepovers, some meet the friends and family, then as per usual once I finally got invested we ended things. So I’ve already had my first (of many) failed relationships in the city. Only a couple years until I have to leave this town too
I chalk this entirely up to New York dating experience.
Fall is beginning and everyone tells me this is the most beautiful time to be in New York, and I love fall anyways so I am excited. But the glean and the newness of this adventure is wearing off and the real life is beginning. I have already done a fucking ton in New York in 4 months and I need to keep at it and do more and more.
And it’s my birthday next Monday october 3rd and I havent planned anything. Its weird having my birthday here. I really just dont know what to do at all.
I’ll give you guys more details soon on everything. I really just needed to post something to break the dam of my writers block. feels good to be back yall.
hey yall. 3 day weekend right now! trying to catch up on my life (clean, do laundry, etc…), get money shit in order, and try to relax.
Hey guys! I have been super busy lately so I havent had too much bloggy time. Lets catch up.

NEW YORK! First of all, gay marriage passed! I just moved here not even 6 weeks ago and marriage equality was just signed into law. On the eve of PRIDE weekend. Like WTF? What an amazing time to live here. Though, I am realistic. I have celebrated this before in California and had it taken away with Prop 8. Which was about the time I actually started dating men. I was there protesting on the capital steps in Sacramento while a dj blared electronica/pop and the whole thing turned into a gay dance party. It was amazing. I’m not counting my chickens, also I’m not getting married to anyone (but I COULD!), but this bodes well for the future
It is such a huge weight off my shoulders to know I have a paycheck coming. AND I like it. Win.