magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I called Chris about 1130 to see about brunch. His phone was off, and I left a message. Called again a few hours later. 'I just got up,' he said. 'I'm still in Queens. I'm going to go to lunch with Becky. And Julia if I can get ahold of her. If you're going to be going up to Inwood at some point to today I would like to see your new place. Sorry that I got up so late.'

It wasn't so much that he got up so late, as that he was blowing off what might very well be my last convenient Life 983 brunch opportunity.

I had told him a couple of weeks ago that I don't really have any problem eating dinner by myself. Or going to a movie by myself. But eating brunch by myself is just not right. That's what I ended up doing though, knowing that after skipping dinner last night I had to eat something or I'd end up getting really bitchy, as I tend to when I've skipped a couple of meals. I was probably already heading that way in my conversations today.

At Life, ended up sitting one table away from a different Becky, one of the girls that I went out with once, after the craigslist personals ad that I posted when I moved to NYC. I don't know if she recognized me or not. I didn't acknowledge recognizing her.

Then up to Inwood with my tiny, green plastic kids' chair. I felt like I should move some furniture to my new apartment, and not only could I take the chair on the subway with me, it's really about the only furniture that I own. I do have a mattress, but need to build a new bed frame for it.

Hung out in my new place (I need to come up with a name for it, so I can stop calling it 'my new place') as the sun went down. Starting to acclimate to the fact that I'll be living there. Apparently my phone is also acclimating to the signal in the new neighbourhood. Got a few 'network busy' messages when I tried to call out, and a voicemail message from an incoming call, although my phone hadn't rang. I'm optimistic that its problems will sort themselves out.

And maybe it's for the best that the call I missed went right to my voicemail and I didn't have to decided whether or not to answer it. 'Hi, it's Stef. I sent you a bunch of text messages yesterday but you probably didn't get them because I sent them through AIM. I was just calling to see if you still had the same number. To see how you are doing. Call me back if you'd like. I'm heading to Providence tonight, to see Ani, but I'll have my phone. Bye.'

Chris never made it up to see the apartment. I met him in the West Village for Thai food. Then he was off to Becky's birthday party ('If I had known about it before 530 this evening, I might have made plans to go.') and I was off to meet up with Ellen for wine and conversation.