If I could give today a grade, I would give it an A+

Just a few random thoughts today:

I'm soaking wet. I got out of the subway this evening and it was POURING down rain. I mean, it was torrential. People were pretty bummed about it. It's funny how much the weather affects the way New Yorkers live. Everyone always says that living in an urban environment completely cuts you off from nature and the outdoors, but I definitely experience the elements of nature far more frequently than I did when I lived in a much less urban environment. So with that said, I love the rain, but hate walking through it.

I woke up today with a really great feeling: that I was going to have a great day. What better feeling can you have? There wasn't even a doubt in my mind that I wouldn't try to have the best day I could. And I did. I did things that I wanted to do without having to deal with what anyone else wanted. I sat outside of the cafe on the corner with an iced coffee and a croissant and did a crossword. Attempted at least. I walked through Chelsea, went to Whole Foods and relished in the foodie-ness, and had lunch with Taylor at her gallery. I went to my favorite flea market. It was vintage heaven. I wanted EVERYTHING. Looked through a home furnishing store (another heaven-like store for me; ever since I got this new apartment, all I want to do is decorate it). I went to the Greenmarket and bought bread and carrots. I even got soaking wet in the rain, and I don't really care. I'm just having a great day and it's so nice. Maybe it's these past three days off work....back to the grind tomorrow though. Boo.

Oh, and tonight I'm going to a party hosted by people who only know me as their barista. They 30-somethings and seem nice enough, but I serve them their coffee every morning.....and they repay me by asking me to their 30-year-old party? Thank you, what a generous tip. I mean.....don't get me wrong, I'm totally going. I'm going to get smashed before I go and I'm sure I will have the time of my life. Unless a 30-year-old party is just a bunch of boring adults, sitting around a table, consuming wine and cheese, and discussing politics and global warming. Either way, should be a BLAST.

Living in the city as a real person is much different than living in the city as a student.

I don't really know what else I wanted to talk about. Oh. I'm really happy that I'm television-less still. I feel like my brain is much less mushy.

Alright, well thats it.

I wanted to end with a silly picture.

Weather Man

Never have I really experienced such extreme and rapidly changing weather in New York. Usually, it's either raining or snowing or dry, sunny or cloudy, hot or cold, but you never really see it happen or change because you can't see the New York sky.

So this evening, me and my roommate Taylor decided prepare ourselves a delicious meal of hot dogs and bean/corn salad (hey, we're poor) and eat it up on our roof deck. By the way, I love our roof. We have an amazing view, no one is ever up there (all of our neighbors are old and asian-they aren't quite the partying type), and it's just a great place to hang out when the weather is nice out.

Well....the weather turned out to be not so nice. We were expecting "scattered strong storms" this afternoon and evening, so it had been cloudy and a bit rainy for most of the afternoon. But we were sitting up on the roof and I saw this cloudy that was dark, ominous, and coming closer....QUICKLY. I mean....it wasn't just moseying (how do you even spell that strange word?) on through the sky like most normal clouds-it was coming straight for us at a scary fast pace. I pointed it out to Taylor, and she also noticed this storm cloud's alarming pace. It got closer and closer and closer and we were getting scaaaared. At the same time, we both thought and said "Get out your camera", and proceeded to take artsy-ish pictures of this literal freak of nature. Pictures to come. So once the storm head was about to come over our poor little roof deck, we felt this HUGE gust of wind that proceeded to gust harder until it threatened to knock over our water bottles and blow off our remaining feast items. We didn't really want to stick around to see what was going to happen as we didn't want to get blown off the roof's edge or get soaking wet, so we frantically grabbed all of our things and ran inside.

That was about twenty minutes ago and it hasn't started raining, but I predict torrential downpours. So much for doing anything on an already plain Monday night.

Mourning

When I got home this afternoon, I did what I always do when I get home. I took off my shoes and sat down in front of my laptop and clicked on the little Internet Explorer icon to begin the routine. You know how you always have certain websites that you check whenever you get on a computer? Maybe in the same sort of order every time? Well I do. mail.nyu.edu is first, then www.gmail.com, then either www.craigslist.org or www.tastespotting.com. So this afternoon I went to tastespotting, which by the way is an amazing website. Or was. To my dismay, I discovered that tastespotting was shut down due to "recent legal complications". Sounds a little bit fishy, but nevertheless, I am completely devestated. I've probably checked that website everyday for hm.....8 or 9 months. I got some of my best recipes from tastespotting. It's unfortunate for everyone reading this who hasn't ever visited this glorious website because it's hard to understand exactly what it is. I guess people can submit food blog posts that have recipes or interesting food-related things, and it all shows up on this website. It's basically food porn. People apparently get really into food blogs and food photography and all that sort of stuff, so it's like a culmination of the best of all the blogs. It's like an endless internet cookbook....with great pictures. So....if I don't blog for the next few days (not that I've been good about doing it anyways), its because I'm going through tastespotting withdrawls. And frantically searching for a replacement.

R.I.P. www.tastespotting.com