Posts Tagged ‘D.C.’

Getting sick (again), going out in D.C., and reading an amazing book

I’m in a fog. It’s nearly impossible to string words together to form coherent sentences. A bottle of Tylenol and a half-empty package of NyQuil clutter my desk next to my laptop. My trashcan is filled with balled up sheets of toilet paper because I haven’t been able to get to a store to buy tissues yet. It’s 5 minutes past 8, and I’m probably going to bed soon.

Getting a cold during the summer is still one of life’s greatest mysteries. I blame it on the rain because, well, it’s raining right now (again) and I’m sick of looking out my window to see black clouds looming over the Masonic temple every night.

It didn’t rain this weekend, which figures since I was sick and couldn’t really take advantage. On Saturday I felt semi-human so I went to the Smithsonian Museum of the American Indian with my friend Mike (we met through a mutual friend and he’s JUST a friend). Afterward, we went to his apartment near Catholic University and I got to see the Basilica of the National Shrine of the Immaculate Conception. I loved the architecture on this church– beautiful blue-tiled, domed roofs that reminded me of a church I saw in Zaragosa, Spain last summer.

Anyway, we got to his place and after his yellow lab/German shepherd puppy showered me in slobber, we plopped down and used my handy Washington D.C. guidebook to map out our night so we could try new places.

On the list:

  • Rice, a Thai restaurant on 14th St. Fantastic food, reasonable prices (for food, not drinks), quick service, quiet atmosphere, dim lighting for an intimate setting, and modern decor
  • Lauriol Plaza, a Mexican restaurant on 18th St. Well, by the time we got here, it was pretty much closed. We wanted to check out the rooftop area and have some margaritas, but this is not a place to head to after 11pm. We’ll try again soon because the food and drinks looked delicious.
  • The Fox and the Hound For $4.95 you get a glass of liquor and a tiny bottle of mixer to add as you please– not bad. A domestic beer is $4.25, so if you’re not a liquor drinker you’ll just get pissed off at your friends who are and can get drunk way cheaper than you can.
  • Reef, Adams Morgan I had never been to Adams Morgan before, but I really liked what I saw– cheeky (I use this to mean cool names) bars with lots of young people. We got there really late so most of the places had long lines and expensive covers. Reef, however, NEVER has a cover and has a cool outdoor bar and a lower level with fish tanks. I spent a lot of my time finding Nemo and talking to some Australian guys who liked the dress I was wearing, saying it looked very “un-American.” I think it was supposed to be a compliment.

That was the summary of my night. I started to feel nasally and congested again, so I left my friends at the bar and took the metro back home. I spent Sunday reading this outstanding memoir of a mother and daughter called Come Back by Claire and Mia Fontaine. It’s one of the most poignant, heartbreaking pieces of writing I’ve ever read, and I encourage all of you to read it. Forget self-help books, this tale about two women’s ability to overcome sexual abuse, drug addiction, and severe depression has everything you need to learn to love the life (and parents) you have.

Rating: 5 stars, hands-down.


Where I Save Your Time and Mine

‘ello, mates! Long time no blog, yeah?!

So, news flash, I moved to Australia instead of D.C.– or at least I picked up a half-assed Down Under accent in the week and a half I’ve been missing from the blogosphere. But you know what, I have excuses. Good ones. And excuses mean stories, so deal with the absence, sit back, and enjoy the ride.

You know what, scratch that. I’m going to make this easy for both you and me. I’m busy, you’re busy, there are not enough hours in the day for me to ramble on in a 1,287 word blog post explaining the whirlwind of a week I’ve just had, so I’m going to bullet important headlines and you can choose what you want to read or skip based on your allotted procrastination schedule (yeah, that’s right, I’m onto you and your procrastination, you Sneaky McWorksuckssons). This also gives me the excuse to include more of those adorable swirly bullets that I adore so much. (Those reading in a feeder, you’re missing out, I swear.)

  • The Move from Florida to D.C. – After an 11-hour car ride with my mom, stepdad, and two brothers, I made it to D.C. alive. There was a brief moment when I thought a cleaning woman would find my half-deteriorated corpse sometime in late August when she finally decided to return to her shitty job because her husband Earl got fired from the Santee, South Carolina textile mill, a thought that stems mainly from my grandparents’ debilitating desire to spend no more than $65 per night on a hotel room (and that’s including the AAA discount). Anyway, we escaped the Migrant Workers’ Budget Inn without a scrape and with all of my belongings still in our possession. Onward to DC!
  • The Apartment – My new home is a slew of adjectives that the Webster’s thesaurus would list next to the word “amazing.” Beautiful views of downtown Alexandria? Check. Balcony overlooking a courtyard? Check. Huge room with tons of storage space? Check. Running water and electricity? Check. Across the street from the metro? Check. I took tons of pictures to show you my new place, but unfortunately I left the cable cord to my digi camera back in Florida.
  • The Job – I’ve only been here five days, but so far I enjoy my work and my co-workers. I had to sign tons of paperwork promising I would respect the confidentiality of my clients since I’m working in government affairs, but so far the actual work has been very intriguing. Oh, and did I mention that I get paid to read newspapers and peruse my google reader? This job is perfect for a nerd like me.
  • Boys – I made out with a lawyer 10 years older than me with bad hair and a good body. I didn’t realize how much older than me he was until he accepted my facebook request. Facebook ruins my life. I called S., which was a huge mistake. I won’t go into the embarrassing details of the voice mail I left, but let’s just say that it makes me wince to think about. Needless to say, he never called me back. Last night, I signed onto the life ruiner a.k.a. facebook to see that S. had poked me. Poked me?! Why do guys think that is a substantial form of communication? Then today while at work, he IM’d me to tell me that he had a very good reason for not calling me back and that “good things that come to those who are patient, sweetheart.” I wanted to vomit. Sweetheart?! Patience?! Does he even know me? Anyway, on a better note, one of my really good friends from high school is now a marine stationed at Quantico, which is about 25 miles south of here. Let’s call him Marine Boy, MB for short MB and I actually dated off and on periodically, basically whenever I was home and we were both single, so that is a very interesting development. MB’s mom was my favorite teacher in high school, and she always tried to set us up. I’m not saying I’m romantically interested in him, but he is unique with an engaging perspective on the world. Great for deep conversations that completely blow my mind. Word on my voice mail is that we’re getting dinner tomorrow… we’ll see. Finally, there is a guy that I met while I was in D.C. over spring break. He is from Boston, so we will give him the code name “Boston Boy.” We bonded over our love for the BoSox, Samuel Adams, and writing. While I was back in Florida, he would periodically call me to check in and see how I was doing. Sweet, yeah? I thought so. Well, he called me this past weekend and wants to get together at some point. He’s going out of town the next two weekends, so I’m not holding my breath.
  • Entertainment – I finished Jane Austen’s Sense & Sensibility. I love having time to read– the real world rocks in this regard. Now I’m onto Mansfield Park, but so far it’s not doing much for me. I’m only 96 pages in, so I’m holding out that it’ll get better. I haven’t gone out around D.C. much, but my roomie and I did try out Georgetown’s waterfront for happy hour one day last week. Highly enjoyable. I’m looking forward to finding new bars– I need something to replace my favorite places from back home. Lastly, I have developed a hearty addiction to Lost. I think this is where I picked up my awful Aussie accent (hell, yeah, alliteration). I’m actually about to go watch another episode…

Hope this sufficiently updates everyone on my life thus far. I promise my posts will be more interesting/thought provoking at some time in the near future.

Cheers, mates!

Learning to Prioritize Post-College

Yesterday, I went shopping with my mom and grandmother to stock up on items for my new apartment. They were picking up useful items like Tupperware, towels, and sheets. I picked up a 6-pack of beer. You can see where our priorities lie. Unfortunately, I just checked my bank account and created a proposed monthly budget, which means a major priority adjustment.

For one thing, I’m going to have to start checking my bank account more frequently. I hate doing this because it usually results in increased blood pressure and bad moods that can last for up to 3 hours. I also have this disorder where when I walk into Target or Dillards, I think I have more money that I actually do.

So, in this post-college life, I’m forced to categorize things based on their importance, which really means how much will my life suck if I can’t afford it…

I leave for D.C. this Friday, and I find myself wanting frivolous items that will spruce up my apartment. It’s the first time I’ll have my own place, and is it such a crime that I want it to be cute? Oh, well, here’s to cute on a budget! Audrey would be proud…

I’ll get rid of a lot of things, but not the beer. Beer remains a priority in this Irish girl’s life.

photo credit: iversaredamp

The One Where I Tell You About This Blog

Hi. Nice to meet you. Or, see you again. Whatever the case may be.

Welcome to my blog, Audrey in DC. No, my name is not Audrey. I am a huge Audrey Hepburn fan, though. Just look at my DVD shelf if you don’t believe me. More about this later.

At least the DC part is honest. I recently graduated college and am on the brink of moving to Washington, D.C., where I will embrace big city life without a car. Or any money. Or a real job.

I’m leaving behind a great group of friends who appreciate my obsession with blogging and writing, so I figured this will be a super trendy way of staying in touch with them. E-mail is the new snail mail, after all.

I’ll start off with what this blog is:

  • a place for me to keep in touch with my friends
  • my thoughts about life post-college
  • somewhere I can vent about my lack of money
  • a place where you can follow my latest ramblings and rantings
  • another thing you can procrastinate with during the day
  • entertaining and fun (hopefully)

Now, what this blog isn’t:

  • an academic resource
  • all about Audrey Hepburn
  • family friendly

So, if you’re still interested, stick around a while. Come back often. And, don’t forget to comment so I can trick myself into feeling popular!


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