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[anishbtchrya]

Day twenty-four

Went to look at 2 apartments today. The first one was an interesting experience. The apartment wasn’t as interesting as the person who showed it to me though.

Late forties. Single grand mom. Bunch of kids and grand kids. Brother (attorney) was convicted for attempted murder and he represented himself, cleared his own name.

We’re meeting later this week for research. I want a character sketch for this novel idea I have.

Dunkin Donuts is a safe non-date place to meet, right?

The second apartment (loft on the 4th floor), had no windows. Just large open rectangular holes in the wall.

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Day nineteen.

I now realize that I should’ve planned this better. My lease is expiring at the end of the month and I was banking on being able to renew.

Yeah, that’s not going to happen.

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Day seventeen.

The number of emails I’ve already sent: Obscene.

The kind of number you’d write on a piece of paper to show someone because it’s rude to say out loud. Have two interviews lined up though. And a portfolio review. *cue social anxiety*

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Day eleven.

Morale is low. Depression is rampant. Even by New York winter standards.

Ironic that we’re in June.

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Day six.

Sunlight. For the first time in three and a half days.

What was I doing for the past three and a half days you ask? Excellent question.

I was on a Game of Thrones tear. 5 seasons in three and a half days. 10 episodes a season, 1 hour an episode, that’s 50 hours of television out of the available 84 hours and I didn’t skip the opening credits even once.

When I walked out into the sun, my body didn’t know what to do with all the vitamin D.

Only slightly confused about whether I am winning unemployment or losing.

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Day three.

The weekend is over and the winter is coming.

On my walk back to the 14th st Q train from brunch, I had a winning idea. HBO go offers a 7 day free trial if you sign up. 7 days, 5 seasons... that could mean only one thing. I finally watch Game of Thrones. I started last evening and I’ve got to say. This is some seriously compelling television and I don’t use that phrase lightly. The last time I said it was when I watched Breaking Bad and the time before that was when I watched Friends for the first time.

In other news, I’ve put my pants on today. Didn’t want to be in my underwear when I started sending emails to agencies that might hire me. So if you’re reading this, and you received an email from me, know this...

I am wearing pants.

[anishbtchrya]

Day one.

Day one in the life of an unemployed copywriter in New York City. There’s a cliche if there ever was one. Things going on in my head:

1) I had big plans to tackle this whole out-of-school-out-of-work situation. They all seem to have deserted me and I just realized that I’ve sent no less than 3 people the same text which read: “So what do I do now?”

2) People seem to know. My roommates got me a cup of coffee this morning. Highly uncharacteristic. They’re only being nice, but I know them for what they really are *cough*freeloaders*cough*. They’re just trying to find out if I am going to be hanging around the apartment all day now.

3) I may or may not have made too much fun of my mum in my graduation speech (Sorry mum).

4) My dad asks me where I see myself 20 years later when I see him every year. Next time my answer is going to be: In therapy, discovering that my dad not attending my graduation is the cause of some deep seated emotional issue. That and the fact that I wasn’t hugged enough as a kid.

5) Literally anything that is keeping me distracted from emailing recruiters on the weekend.

It’s beautiful outside, Anish. Go out. Live a little. Like the guy riding the giant chicken.