New place, same me

So it's been quite a while since my last post. Almost a year. A lot has changed, and then not really.

Changes:
I've moved to New York! I live in Astoria, NY (a cute neighborhood in Queens) in September 2010. My six month anniversary with New York is tomorrow. I'm celebrating by working for 10 hours.
There have been 3 snow storms this winter and quite a lot of flurries. The first one happened one morning when I was at work and my co-workers thought it was hysterical how excited I was about a few tiny pieces of snow falling from the sky. I was beaming all day. Now I can't wait to be able to lay in a grassy field and take in the sunshine. I've discovered how solar-powered I am.
I stage managed a show in Brooklyn and while I enjoyed many parts of the experience, it has kind of tarnished Brooklyn for me. I know the wounds will heal, but it may take some time. Living in Queens also makes Brooklyn just seem inconvenient (most of my friends live in lower Brooklyn which is at least an hour train ride one way).
I'm working in a local coffee shop chain. It's alright. I really love my co-workers, but the customers suck. As Casey would say, "Beef showers for all."
I've seen 3 Broadway shows and many off-off Broadway productions. I have to say, the off-off Broadway shows are often better, but sometimes truly painful to sit through.
I spent both Thanksgiving and Christmas away from home. Thanksgiving was spent at an "orphan Thanksgiving" which was a lot of fun. For Christmas, I went to New Jersey and spent it with my Aunt Sharel and her friends. It was fun, but weird. I did get to go home for New Years and was glad to be able to see my family and friends down there. Wish it could have been a longer visit.

Not-so-changes:
I have a crush on yet another boy. I don't know what to do about it. Everyone says to make a move, but I just don't have the balls to do anything about it. We spend time alone together, but I have no gauge on guys' interests and have no clue of how to flirt. I think I might need to just get drunk and spill it all out on the table for him, but that seems dangerous.
I stay in a lot. It stems from a combination of trying to save money, working early in the morning, and not wanting to go out alone. I have friends here (quite a lot, actually), but our schedules don't always match up. That's one thing that's so hard in this city. Most people don't just have one job and then a social life. Most are working a "paying gig," a "not-paying, but soul-fulfilling gig," and then maybe a social life of bar-hopping. Now, I'm not much of a bar-hopper. Surprise surprise.

That's enough of an update for now. Hopefully this will become more of a regular thing.