It's been, one week since you looked at me

          Well, it's officially been a week since we moved across the country.  For me, it still feels a little bit like I'm on vacation.  We are still living in New Jersey with my aunt and uncle, who have been more than generous in feeding us and keeping their pool heated (like I said, vacation).  We are suppose to hear about that apartment we applied for in Harlem by tomorrow.  I still don't have a job, even though I've applied for like twenty.  No joke, probably like twenty.  Kyha, on the other had, got a job in like three days at an awesome coffee shop called Ground Support down in SoHo.  She's there right now.  The worst part about this past week has been the hour and fifteen minute bus rides into the city that cost $25 round trip per person.  But, it's better than paying for gas and parking.
          The highlight of our week, though, was getting to watch Cami Bradley dominate America's Got Talent at the Radio City Music Hall.  The Bradleys were kind enough to get us some tickets, and we can't thank them enough.  It was such a memorable experience.  Besides that, I've been walking around a lot.  I mean, a lot.  I have blisters and everything.  I went to the public library, which was super awesome.  I ate falafel from a food cart, which was also awesome.  I saw a guy peeing on the sidewalk in broad daylight, which was less awesome.  Right now, though, I'm just praying for a job interview, and that we get that apartment so I can take that stupid (Almost) out of the blog title.  Oh, and Kyha asked me to do the laundry while she was at work... so I should probably do that.