It’s Holly

All last night, and most of this morning, I was debating on whether or not to take the subway to Penn station (which is one stop away), or to be lazy and take a taxi. My only worry was carrying my big ass suitcase up and down the stairs.

I decided on the subway. The stairs weren’t as bad as I thought they would be. Especially since my bag has wheels. lol

Dancers at the subway station

If you know me, you know that me, doing this by myself, was being “adventurous”. I’m all about the “easy” button. I know, it seems little, but I’ve never really traveled by myself like this. Sure, I’ve gone to Paris, but Jonathan was there. I can handle a flight by myself, but sticking me in unfamiliar territory and setting me free is a whole ‘nother story.

And if you know me, you know I’m all about being early. Sometimes ridiculously early… like right now. i’m sitting in Penn station. I got here at 7:15. My train leaves at 8:30. But I’m here!! I always give myself plenty of time to get lost… ’cause I do that.

So here I am, bored and tired, and about to start working on Documentation for work. I hate documentation. Who wants to sit down and write about what they do all day? Well, write about what they’re supposed to be doing all day. I don’t think future employees want to see:

1. Update the header file in : header.html, top_nav.html, header_search.html
2. Check myspace
3. Footer files: footer_sec.html, footer_unsec.html, footer.html
4. Check perezhilton.com

Throughout the process I’ve seen that I do a lot of shit, though. I’m responsible for a grip of shit, too.

The battery on the laptop is dying. More to come. See you in Boston, bitches!