i am highly attracted to girls with heavy brooklyn accents, who talk really loudly, and use their hands a lot. You know, the ones who are always bitching about their boyfriends, or their cell phone plans (ect) – the ones who have expensive hand bags, or knockoff expensive hand bags and are always talking about themselves. They practically sound hispanic, but most of the time their not.
I don’t know why, but I find these women extremely attractive.
So it is soo good to be back in New York, where I don’t have to drive everywhere. It’s so refreshing. The weather has been nice too- it’s not too cold yet, so I’ve been able to walk around. I’ve had a bunch of errands to run in different parts of the city, which sounds really inconvenient, but it was actually quite enjoyable to spend a few hours riding around on subways and stuff. Man, I feel like such a tourist or something, but I haven’t been here in a while so this kind of stuff excites me.
I had to take the path train yesterday into New Jersey. I was on my friend Ronen’s podcast show, called "issue oriented." Ronen and I went to college together. He was one of the older cooler kids, I think he was a senior when I was a Freshman, and he lived in one of the houses where lots of boys hung out that I wanted to make out with. I never wanted to make out with him, and I don’t think he ever wanted to make out with me, which is probably one of the reasons why we are still friends to this day. He was always really into doing things… you know… what I mean? He sang in a band in college and he spent most of the time talking about things that he didn’t like about the world, and he took a lot of political science classes- you know… one of those guys. Now he teaches, and has a pod cast show where he talks about issues. It’s good to know someone keeps it real.
In any case, a lot of my old friends act kind of weird around me now. I guess I would feel weird to, if I hung out with someone all the time, and like… baught weed from them (yes, i was a drug dealer in college- isn’t that retarded?) and ate food with them, and out of no where they were like, a porn star. Sometimes I don’t know if I am acting weird, or they are… or maybe that’s just what happens… whether you become a porn star or not… when you get older it’s just weird to be around people you used to be friends with. Reguardless, it is nice for me to hang out with people who knew me before I was Joanna Angel every once in a while…. and I wasn’t all that different… really…. I just wore more clothes.
thats it for today.
After a few days of giving thanks, I came back to New York.
It’s really good to be here. I have eaten so many bagels, I think I might turn into one. I might take a break later from bagel eating and indulge in some pizza. I need to get my fill before I go back to LA. I am warning you though, I may put on a few pounds as a result of this bagel binge. I hope you will forgive me for it. Whatever you do, don’t cancel your memberships. The problem can be solved with a few sit ups. I can even film myself doing them. Is that something you want to see?
I have a quick story to tell you, and then I must go.
Right in the middle of thanksgiving dinner the table like collapsed, and everyone was covered in turkey, gravy, all sorts of different types of mashed goodness and red wine.
I felt like I was in the middle of America’s Funniest Home Videos or something.
This is the first time I have been in Los Angeles for like, almost 2 months straight… without going back to New York. I am having a very hard time getting over the fact that there just aren’t seasons here. I don’t get it. I think it’s really unhealthy. Like, it was really hot in the summer for about a week, but after that, it’s pretty much been the same since then.
I’m going back to New York on Thursday, and hopefully there will be some really shitty weather to make me feel normal again.
And quite frankly, I am getting really sick of these poseur bagels I’ve been eating.