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.
3 comments:
I can't wait to see what you've done with the apartment...slash bring you lots of things from the outside world of things that are cheap.
Like, um, a food processor. Is it wrong to want one so badly? (Like the way I want you so badly...)
posted at 4:20. hmmm
i believe you said that since I had a picture for my profile i was a 'fucking faggot.' I don't know what that makes you, but your parents are going to be disappointed.
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