tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-68883343910797247722024-02-20T06:28:43.792-08:00My Life Right NowDarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15543619797956997082noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6888334391079724772.post-55331226762911538762009-09-01T08:43:00.000-07:002009-09-01T09:01:37.402-07:00I Just Took My Pants Off and Cleaned an Apt in the East Village<span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Welcome reader!<br /><br />I tried this blog thing once before, thought it was weird and stopped.<br /><br />That was a year ago. When I moved to New York City. But now...<br /><br />Now!<br /><br />Now I am older and wiser and feel ready to share my strange, exciting, scary, awful, treacherous, stupendous experiences with you, reader. For my first post, I decided on a catchy title as seen above. Let's start with something fun. My story...my history, herstory, what-have-you...my BIOGRAPHY shall come through in time. Be patient dear reader. Be patient.<br /><br />Why did I take my pants off you make ask?<br /><br />Why am I cleaning an apartment in the East Village? Your second question! Aha!<br /><br />I recently started a job as a booking agent for a homespun--"mom n pop" if you will--apartment rental service in The City. With that I also do "turnovers" which is turning over apartments for the next guest...as in cleaning...as in laundry...as in...<br /><br />'OUSE-KEEPEEN!<br /><br />I just cleaned the bathroom and kitchen and I took my pants off for freedom of movement and cool-factor. (Yes cool as in "one gets sweaty during physical labor and one must cool-off" and as in "fly" or "kickin.")<br /><br />Oh boy. Top-10 school. Graduated with <span style="font-style: italic;">cumma laude</span> honors. These are the days! (Don't get me wrong, its a great job, will explain why that is later. I'm very happy right now.)<br /><br />Today I took my pants off, cleaned an apartment, and spent my morning among the working women of Lost Sock Laundromat folding white-white sheets and towels with my brethren. An elderly Chinese woman became my Mentor and led me to the folding table where I should spread out my large sparklin clean top sheets. The owner of the 'mat guided me through the complications of DRYING TIME. Ah. Community! My People!<br /><br />I've since put my pants back on and will move on to the next step --<br /><br />Get ready for it...<br /><br />DUSTING AND SWEEPING! And important computer research on the side for my Assistant Directing Gig. ;)<br /><br />Til Soon!<br /><br />Yours,<br /><br />DaraDara<br /><br /><br /></span></span>Darahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15543619797956997082noreply@blogger.com0