Next year I may need a large one. Or an apartment full of new furniture. Because I'm moving, baby!
Or at least I think I am. I've gone beyond acceptable levels of crazy and something needs to change. Well okay, everything needs to change. And I think my behavior on almost every day of this past weekend proves my point. And no, I am not telling the stories from it here. They're too embarrassing even for my blog, which in a perfect world would be my greatest embarrassment.
Again I'd like to state that I really do like Albany. It's an interesting and attractive little city with a decent nightlife, some awesome people and great shopping. It has some diversity and overall is just an enjoyable place if you're not stuck up about where you live and choose to actually experience it instead of complaining about the fact that it's not Manhattan.
But I need some pretty astonishing change. Next year I graduate after five unfortunate years of college and I need to get away...far. I don't want to live in a place that's too familiar. And while it'd be nice to go with someone else, I couldn't in good conscience drag anyone along for this ride.
So my list of preferred cities (in order):
Manhattan (not Brooklyn, I'm going all in)
San Francisco
Portland, OR
Austin, TX
Toronto
All of these cities have my basic needs: lots of skyscrapers, environmentally friendly/mass transit and eclectic mixes of people. (If one of these doesn't fit your definition of any of those factors, I don't want to hear about it. This is my list.)
So we'll see. All I have left to do is find a job in one of these places, find an acceptable (i.e. nearly impossible) living situation, secure funding and all the rest of the stuff I forget every time I move.
I'll keep you posted. And if anyone out of the 3 of you know of any other awesome cities out there, let me know.
Advice for gays: Faux means fake, not awesome. This is an especially useful principle when the word 'hawk' follows the word 'faux'. And nothing against my heavier boys out there, but your weight is inversely proportional to the awesomeness of your faux hawk. It's just like not being able to wear aviators if your face doesn't work for it. There's nothing you can do, so comb it down and get some chin straps instead.
1 comment:
What about Seattle? Bigger than Portland, OR, obviously but a bit more going on. The traffic isn't that bad (if you know when to drive) and when it is raining in the winter, there are a lot more places to go to enjoy the snow. Plus, you're that much closer to Vancouver, BC and Portland is only a couple hours south. Sure mass transit needs some help, but they're working on it. Bike lanes are everywhere and it's probably hard to find more good coffee shops per square block than anywhere else. One last bit of advice, if you're heading out to this neck of the woods (or anywhere except 'oh Canada'), there is a moving pods company called Door to Door Moving - www.doortodoor.com that is based out of here but can probably grab your things there. Just a recommendation, as we have since forgone Uhaul for these types of services. Sooooo much easier.
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