I'm getting antsy to cut off some of this hair, though. I fight it by remembering how cute long hair looks underneath a winter hat. Stay strong, gnomie.
Oct 5, 2008
The bangs - Week 2
Slowly, slowly but surely...
I'm getting antsy to cut off some of this hair, though. I fight it by remembering how cute long hair looks underneath a winter hat. Stay strong, gnomie.
I'm getting antsy to cut off some of this hair, though. I fight it by remembering how cute long hair looks underneath a winter hat. Stay strong, gnomie.
Oct 1, 2008
The sun'll come out tomorrow!
Hi! Had I more time this day to write more, more words for you to be reading now, for my writing, i maybe would, um, write more words to be read, to in order for ensuring happiness of people who read my writing for reading happiness or of this blog for maybe.
Ha. That was my attempt at speaking Palin-ish.
I'm just brushing up for the debate tomorrow. I don't want to not be misunderstanding what she may or may not be explaining to say for these United States.
If you like music, check this out:
Ha. That was my attempt at speaking Palin-ish.
I'm just brushing up for the debate tomorrow. I don't want to not be misunderstanding what she may or may not be explaining to say for these United States.
If you like music, check this out:
Sep 29, 2008
A Brooklyn Weekend
Who says you have to be a school geek all the time? I had FUN this weekend. No thanks to this guy:
Friday, after watching the debates, we took off to Brooklyn to eat dinner at the Roebling Tea Room. Delicious food and amazing ambiance. Jazz playing, dimly lit, wooden tables, tall ceilings, wallpaper - it was cozy. Fun date and it only took about 1/2 hour to get there! Thank you express train.
Saturday we got up SUPER early (10:30 am) to have Gnomie and TH Day of Fun. What did GATHDOF entail?
Bagels from Absolute Bagels - BEST bagels on the island.
Next up on GATHDOF, we went to the Natural History museum! We spent nearly 4 hours walking around, mostly in the mineralogy room, wherein TH ran around like a kid in a candy store touting the glories of the periodic table. Sometimes I'm like - is this seriously my boyfriend? Until he finds me next to the silicate rocks, telling him about the mantle of the earth and how this does or does not relate to solar power technology. Sooo...we are kind of MFEO.
After museum exhaustion, we took the subway over to Brooklyn and walked the Brooklyn bridge to Manhattan! It was a grey day - perfect for a bridge walk, especially with a delicious slice of Brooklyn pizza in hand. I took approximately 32,906 pictures on this bridge. Here is a sampling:
THEN, we walked through Little Italy, Chinatown, and SOHO, hopped on the subway and headed to Ratatat, where we danced the night away. It was one of the best shows I've been to thus far in my short life. Everyone was dancing and there were so many friends there to hang with! I wish I could see them again. Iggy, have fun for me at the Cat. Wish I could join you!!
After the show, it was home again. We fell asleep to Friends. What a perfect freaking day.
Sunday was church and then TH hopped the train back to DC. Hell, I miss him already. I don't think it ever gets easier to be in an LDR. But these marathon weekends sure do help ease the pain.
Friday, after watching the debates, we took off to Brooklyn to eat dinner at the Roebling Tea Room. Delicious food and amazing ambiance. Jazz playing, dimly lit, wooden tables, tall ceilings, wallpaper - it was cozy. Fun date and it only took about 1/2 hour to get there! Thank you express train.
Saturday we got up SUPER early (10:30 am) to have Gnomie and TH Day of Fun. What did GATHDOF entail?
Bagels from Absolute Bagels - BEST bagels on the island.
Next up on GATHDOF, we went to the Natural History museum! We spent nearly 4 hours walking around, mostly in the mineralogy room, wherein TH ran around like a kid in a candy store touting the glories of the periodic table. Sometimes I'm like - is this seriously my boyfriend? Until he finds me next to the silicate rocks, telling him about the mantle of the earth and how this does or does not relate to solar power technology. Sooo...we are kind of MFEO.
After museum exhaustion, we took the subway over to Brooklyn and walked the Brooklyn bridge to Manhattan! It was a grey day - perfect for a bridge walk, especially with a delicious slice of Brooklyn pizza in hand. I took approximately 32,906 pictures on this bridge. Here is a sampling:
THEN, we walked through Little Italy, Chinatown, and SOHO, hopped on the subway and headed to Ratatat, where we danced the night away. It was one of the best shows I've been to thus far in my short life. Everyone was dancing and there were so many friends there to hang with! I wish I could see them again. Iggy, have fun for me at the Cat. Wish I could join you!!
After the show, it was home again. We fell asleep to Friends. What a perfect freaking day.
Sunday was church and then TH hopped the train back to DC. Hell, I miss him already. I don't think it ever gets easier to be in an LDR. But these marathon weekends sure do help ease the pain.
Sep 26, 2008
lettuce ponder
Whenever it rains outside, one of two things happen.
1. I get really sad and mopey and want to sit around listening to radiohead or kate nash.
2. I get mad because usually the days it rains are the days I have off school (or work).
Yes, well, today is number 1. I managed to get out of the house, but only to go shopping (TH, don't judge me if you are reading this). Then this really great song came on while I was walking down the street and I felt like running, like I was in a music video or something. I looked around and saw the street full of people. Nobody would care if I ran. People are in a hurry all the time in this city. So I just broke out in a sprint, the rain pouring down my face and clinging to the curls in my hair. I felt free and I felt very much alive. I really like running in the rain.
Tonight are the debates and I want to watch, but not sure if I will. Politics can be a contentious subject (obvs) and I want to have a fun night tonight because dunh dunh DUNH! TH is in town. We had fun last night sitting by the window at an italian cafe, watching the neighborhood pass by. I had the yummiest pizza and TH gourdged himself on spaghetts. And then Yolato for dessert! Birthday cake gelato and strawberry fro-yo. Delish.
I think it is prudent to advise you if you ever visit New York, you have to try garlic knots. They are a gift sent from above and I don't know what I'm going to do without them when I have to move. I should do a post about good things of this city. Hmmm. Yes.
Ok last item of business: TH.
TH and I have been dating for...oh...like 9 months cumulatively. That's just officially. Off the record, we've been "in it" for about 1.5 years. Thats a long time! Even 9 months almost beats my longest record. Suffice it to say, we really like each other. But him living in DC and my living in NYC is ridiculously hard. Long distance is really tough, but it makes seeing him even that much better. I don't feel like I ever take the time we spend together for granted, and everything we do is so fun, whether its walking around, going to museums, or even just watching Friends (which we do a lot). Anyway the point is - we really enjoy being with each other. The "not being with each other" part is not as fun though. Has anyone ever been in an LDR? If so, any sage words of wisdom to share with yours truly?
1. I get really sad and mopey and want to sit around listening to radiohead or kate nash.
2. I get mad because usually the days it rains are the days I have off school (or work).
Yes, well, today is number 1. I managed to get out of the house, but only to go shopping (TH, don't judge me if you are reading this). Then this really great song came on while I was walking down the street and I felt like running, like I was in a music video or something. I looked around and saw the street full of people. Nobody would care if I ran. People are in a hurry all the time in this city. So I just broke out in a sprint, the rain pouring down my face and clinging to the curls in my hair. I felt free and I felt very much alive. I really like running in the rain.
Tonight are the debates and I want to watch, but not sure if I will. Politics can be a contentious subject (obvs) and I want to have a fun night tonight because dunh dunh DUNH! TH is in town. We had fun last night sitting by the window at an italian cafe, watching the neighborhood pass by. I had the yummiest pizza and TH gourdged himself on spaghetts. And then Yolato for dessert! Birthday cake gelato and strawberry fro-yo. Delish.
I think it is prudent to advise you if you ever visit New York, you have to try garlic knots. They are a gift sent from above and I don't know what I'm going to do without them when I have to move. I should do a post about good things of this city. Hmmm. Yes.
Ok last item of business: TH.
TH and I have been dating for...oh...like 9 months cumulatively. That's just officially. Off the record, we've been "in it" for about 1.5 years. Thats a long time! Even 9 months almost beats my longest record. Suffice it to say, we really like each other. But him living in DC and my living in NYC is ridiculously hard. Long distance is really tough, but it makes seeing him even that much better. I don't feel like I ever take the time we spend together for granted, and everything we do is so fun, whether its walking around, going to museums, or even just watching Friends (which we do a lot). Anyway the point is - we really enjoy being with each other. The "not being with each other" part is not as fun though. Has anyone ever been in an LDR? If so, any sage words of wisdom to share with yours truly?
Sep 25, 2008
new goal
I'm growing out my bangs. In an effort to stay with this goal, I will be posting a picture every week of my progress. Wish me luck, that I don't end up totally cutting all my hair off in frustration.
Sep 22, 2008
Letters to a politician
Another reason to look at alternatives to coal as our #1 energy provider: Chinese coalmine disaster kills upwards of 50.
The U.S. gets 50% of our electricity from coal and India and China are well on their way to surpassing those numbers. Actually, I'm 99% positive that China has surpassed our number of coal power plants.
It is coal that is causing a large portion of greenhouse gases, which are harming our planet and causing global warming. But these unsafe industries are also causing death to mine-workers, not to mention cancer, abnormal fetal development and the "black lung".
Write your senator or congressman and let them know how important it is to you and for our nation to be investing in cleaner, greener, and safer technologies. Not sure how to write a letter? Look here. It can be a fun family activity, too, to encourage political involvement and social awareness in children. You can find information for your senator and representatives here.
I'd love to hear your experiences! This is not a partisan issue. By letting our leaders know what is important to us, we are all making a difference. I will be sharing my "letter to a politician" in the near future. Good luck and have fun!
The U.S. gets 50% of our electricity from coal and India and China are well on their way to surpassing those numbers. Actually, I'm 99% positive that China has surpassed our number of coal power plants.
It is coal that is causing a large portion of greenhouse gases, which are harming our planet and causing global warming. But these unsafe industries are also causing death to mine-workers, not to mention cancer, abnormal fetal development and the "black lung".
Write your senator or congressman and let them know how important it is to you and for our nation to be investing in cleaner, greener, and safer technologies. Not sure how to write a letter? Look here. It can be a fun family activity, too, to encourage political involvement and social awareness in children. You can find information for your senator and representatives here.
I'd love to hear your experiences! This is not a partisan issue. By letting our leaders know what is important to us, we are all making a difference. I will be sharing my "letter to a politician" in the near future. Good luck and have fun!
Sep 17, 2008
on privacy
Pronounced privacy with a short i. Like shiv.
Two incidents occurred the other day in/around the student health center.
Incident #1: A guy crosses the study area, heading to the student health center. He's wearing aviators, jean shorts, a black dress shirt and a silver tie. You're with me, right? So a girl shouts across the room: "Where are you headed?" He replies, "Health center." Girl - "Cool, see you later". Tie guy: "Yeah, keep your fingers crossed I don't have syphilis". Really? Did he really just yell that across the room? My land. Some people have no shame. Joke didn't quite come across, especially because he was dressed as he was. Icky. He probably had gristedes, too.
Incident #2: Walking into the health center, a woman asked me* to fill out a survey. Sure, why not. It's a survey on depression. After I fill it out, I return it to the woman and she reviewed quickly and declared "Well, looks like you're not depressed!" Cool, sounds good. Wait. What if I had answered questions and it turned out that I was depressed? I mean, would she have just dropped the bomb on me? "Well, sorry to tell you but you are clinically depressed and should probably be on medication and dear heavens how are you even making it through life right now you poor child without your life taking an abysmal turn into tattered ruins oh dear lord save us all." Is this really something you should be telling to a student who IS DEPRESSED TO BEGIN WITH ANYWAY. It just doesn't add up.
*This did not actually happen to me, but a classmate. But it was LIKE I was there.
Two incidents occurred the other day in/around the student health center.
Incident #1: A guy crosses the study area, heading to the student health center. He's wearing aviators, jean shorts, a black dress shirt and a silver tie. You're with me, right? So a girl shouts across the room: "Where are you headed?" He replies, "Health center." Girl - "Cool, see you later". Tie guy: "Yeah, keep your fingers crossed I don't have syphilis". Really? Did he really just yell that across the room? My land. Some people have no shame. Joke didn't quite come across, especially because he was dressed as he was. Icky. He probably had gristedes, too.
Incident #2: Walking into the health center, a woman asked me* to fill out a survey. Sure, why not. It's a survey on depression. After I fill it out, I return it to the woman and she reviewed quickly and declared "Well, looks like you're not depressed!" Cool, sounds good. Wait. What if I had answered questions and it turned out that I was depressed? I mean, would she have just dropped the bomb on me? "Well, sorry to tell you but you are clinically depressed and should probably be on medication and dear heavens how are you even making it through life right now you poor child without your life taking an abysmal turn into tattered ruins oh dear lord save us all." Is this really something you should be telling to a student who IS DEPRESSED TO BEGIN WITH ANYWAY. It just doesn't add up.
*This did not actually happen to me, but a classmate. But it was LIKE I was there.
contest
I will be taking submissions beginning today for the best Sarah Palin Palindrome. Example: "Are we not drawn onward to new era" - a good one.
Winner gets week supply of favorite drink or lil' debbie snack in honor of Gramma Debdeb.
Winner gets week supply of favorite drink or lil' debbie snack in honor of Gramma Debdeb.
Sep 15, 2008
Recent happenings
Minus school, this is what I've been up to during the past 3 weeks. Oh, plus my sister had her baby boy last night. His name is Elijah Indiana K____. Yes, his middle name is Indiana and for those who know his last name, you may realize how funny this is. Email me if you don't know it, I can fill you in. 
P.S. School is so busy, but I feel like I have a better grasp on it this semester, having been inducted to the crazy over the summer. I love being a student.
Coming soon...pictures of my new apartment, complete with rooftop shots!
P.P.S. Please remember to weigh your political options and especially if you live in Virginia, your democratic vote is VITAL. Keep this country alive.
P.S. School is so busy, but I feel like I have a better grasp on it this semester, having been inducted to the crazy over the summer. I love being a student.
Coming soon...pictures of my new apartment, complete with rooftop shots!
P.P.S. Please remember to weigh your political options and especially if you live in Virginia, your democratic vote is VITAL. Keep this country alive.
Sep 11, 2008
Sep 8, 2008
New York: not so bad
Standing ovation for the people of new york, particularly block 114 on the west side.
I don't know who avoids picking up a wad of money on the ground for 5 minutes straight, but thank you for leaving it there for me to find in a panic. I will be eating my meals with more gratitude this week.
Thank you and may karma pay you back tenfold, NYC.
I don't know who avoids picking up a wad of money on the ground for 5 minutes straight, but thank you for leaving it there for me to find in a panic. I will be eating my meals with more gratitude this week.
Thank you and may karma pay you back tenfold, NYC.
Sep 6, 2008
Long overdue post about home decor
Here are some before and after pictures of TH's new super hot apartment. I love the way it turned out!
Aug 21, 2008
Home Improvement
One of the tenets of my coming back to Virginia for 2 weeks was to help TH renovate his newly acquired bachelor pad. I think one of my main responsibilities is to make sure it doesn't look like a dude apartment. No video games littering the floor, no pictures of dogs playing cards, and NO crappy pots that will inevitably hold old, old rice-a-roni for days at a time.
Things are going ok so far. We painted the ceilings last night and removed all the nails from the wall, then plastered and sanded the holes. Friday is big painting and decor day. To say I'm excited is an understatement. I was kind of made for home improvement projects. I have always been the person to move into the "fixer-uppers" just so I can paint and re-do the house in order to restore its beauty.
So last night I'm looking for a hammer to remove the nails from the wall and I find this in a shopping bag:
Ms. Fix-It. Apparently, TH is ready to beautify the house, too. You go girl.
Things are going ok so far. We painted the ceilings last night and removed all the nails from the wall, then plastered and sanded the holes. Friday is big painting and decor day. To say I'm excited is an understatement. I was kind of made for home improvement projects. I have always been the person to move into the "fixer-uppers" just so I can paint and re-do the house in order to restore its beauty.
So last night I'm looking for a hammer to remove the nails from the wall and I find this in a shopping bag:
Ms. Fix-It. Apparently, TH is ready to beautify the house, too. You go girl.
Aug 20, 2008
back in the 703
I arrived back in Virginia late Monday evening. Since my return I have been heavily involved in the following two things: TH time and Jenny/Lizzy time.
It's been 4 days since school went on break and I feel like time has stopped. It's weird waking up with the feeling of "I can do whatever I want today and forGET you, school!" Seriously. I feel so unproductive and it's starting to get to me. I don't know how people don't work/school/family every day. Even vacation usually gets tiresome - after a few days of doing nothing, I get a little stir-crazy. (This is not a call for no more vacations, friends.)
So after getting into Virginia, TH met me on the train platform - very romantic way to see your Other for the first time in forever (read: 9 days). We went to DC to catch the Screen on the Green only to realize it was not going on any longer. That realization came after exiting from the L'Enfant metro stop and getting lost in a graveyard of bureaucratic building (really, we couldn't find our way out for about a half hour), so we just chalked it up to a "lovely night to walk around the city" until we both started becoming crazed with hunger and there were no restaurants in sight. Back to VA to eat. Food.
Tuesday I spent the day with Jenny and Lizzy! I picked her up and we stashed all the baby stuff into TH's car and went to the mall. El mallo. We got lizzy some cutie girl clothes and helped her become comfortable with running around in the play-area. She was really scared at first, but then just threw caution to the wind and PLAYED.
After a little while, Gramma Debdeb met up with us, and then TH later on. It was so fun to be with my family and TH! I don't see these people nearly as much as I would like to. We tried to help TH pick out an expen$ive $uit, but to no avail. Boys clothes shopping is difficult. It is an arena I am completely unfamiliar with.
The best part of the day was going out to the cars to switch all the baby stuff out of TH's car into Gramma's car. TH had not seen the taking over of the baby stuff that had happened to his precious car. Car seat, fruit loops on the floor, strollers, and a baby crib. He was like - oh...this has never happened in my car before. I think he was mildly nervous with all the baby stuff just blatantly taking over his car. Naturally.
Today's agenda? Well considering how it is 1:30 and I am still in bed, this day might not be full of much more then laying around, maybe I'll go out for a walk or something (yes, I am slowly turning into an old geriatric woman.)
So yes, I am here atleast until next weekend. Let's hang out, Virginia friends!!!
It's been 4 days since school went on break and I feel like time has stopped. It's weird waking up with the feeling of "I can do whatever I want today and forGET you, school!" Seriously. I feel so unproductive and it's starting to get to me. I don't know how people don't work/school/family every day. Even vacation usually gets tiresome - after a few days of doing nothing, I get a little stir-crazy. (This is not a call for no more vacations, friends.)
So after getting into Virginia, TH met me on the train platform - very romantic way to see your Other for the first time in forever (read: 9 days). We went to DC to catch the Screen on the Green only to realize it was not going on any longer. That realization came after exiting from the L'Enfant metro stop and getting lost in a graveyard of bureaucratic building (really, we couldn't find our way out for about a half hour), so we just chalked it up to a "lovely night to walk around the city" until we both started becoming crazed with hunger and there were no restaurants in sight. Back to VA to eat. Food.
Tuesday I spent the day with Jenny and Lizzy! I picked her up and we stashed all the baby stuff into TH's car and went to the mall. El mallo. We got lizzy some cutie girl clothes and helped her become comfortable with running around in the play-area. She was really scared at first, but then just threw caution to the wind and PLAYED.
After a little while, Gramma Debdeb met up with us, and then TH later on. It was so fun to be with my family and TH! I don't see these people nearly as much as I would like to. We tried to help TH pick out an expen$ive $uit, but to no avail. Boys clothes shopping is difficult. It is an arena I am completely unfamiliar with.
The best part of the day was going out to the cars to switch all the baby stuff out of TH's car into Gramma's car. TH had not seen the taking over of the baby stuff that had happened to his precious car. Car seat, fruit loops on the floor, strollers, and a baby crib. He was like - oh...this has never happened in my car before. I think he was mildly nervous with all the baby stuff just blatantly taking over his car. Naturally.
Today's agenda? Well considering how it is 1:30 and I am still in bed, this day might not be full of much more then laying around, maybe I'll go out for a walk or something (yes, I am slowly turning into an old geriatric woman.)
So yes, I am here atleast until next weekend. Let's hang out, Virginia friends!!!
Aug 18, 2008
Aug 14, 2008
On functioning at 25% capacity
Just about there. The first semester will be finished in about 3 hours. Wow, cannot wait.
To do before tomorrow's flight to Utah for sisters wedding:
1.Finish math worksheets
2.Return library books
3.Find apartment
4.Visit teach
5. Move
6. Pack for trip (to Utah and DC)
7. Buy a babka and maybe cupcakes
That feels like a lot of "to-do's" in 24 hours.
Side note: I am running on about 12 hours of sleep for the entire week. Seriously, grad school. You are giving me greys.
To do before tomorrow's flight to Utah for sisters wedding:
1.
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3.
4.
5. Move
6. Pack for trip (to Utah and DC)
7. Buy a babka and maybe cupcakes
That feels like a lot of "to-do's" in 24 hours.
Side note: I am running on about 12 hours of sleep for the entire week. Seriously, grad school. You are giving me greys.
Aug 10, 2008
Weekends avoiding homework
Well this weekend was AWESOME. Mainly because it was full of me hemming and hawwing (yes, thats right H&H) and not studying for a final that I have in 11 hours. So here I am in the computer lab, once again wasting time and not studying for a stupid ecology final. Allow me to take a minute to tell you what I did this weekend.
Friday: Watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics!! How cool was that? I was so impressed with China's ability to look like machines. It is no wonder they are so good at making machinery devices, given that their citizens are able to organize themselves like robots.
Then later that night TH arrived on a train from DC to spend about 36 hours with yours truly. Accompanied by Jess and Josh, we hitched a subway ride to the meatpacking district to see Metric!!
She was wearing this hot jumpsuit thingy that I am having Jess make for me. In gold lame. It was sexy rexy. Me and Jess danced around like little pixies and the boys loved it, puh-lease. I forget how much I love going out dancing with friends!
I think this is me trying to be sexy like Emily Haines. I just need a jumpsuit to make the transformation complete. TH is like - hey, gnomie move out of the way, I can't see. When you get a jumpsuit I will stare at you the way I am staring at Emily Haines right now. *drool
We got home at like 4 am and died until we were reborn the next morning and by morning I mean 1:30 pm. Ha. Um, whoops.
Saturday was spent a little at school - I had a couple of group meetings to attend to, but after that we took off to SoHo to eat. While we were walking around I saw a famous person walking towards me right in front of The Whole Foods.
Denise Huxtable. AKA Marie de Salle. AKA ex-spouse of Lenny Kravitz.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you - Lisa Bonet:
She was walking with her boyfriend and carrying her baby. It was so CUTE. And she was so beautiful. She had amazing skin and her and her boyfriend looked really peaceful just strolling around in SoHo with baby in tow. It was really cute.
Sad part: TH did not see her. He was too busy checking out her boyfriends tattoo. So this happened:
Gnomie: OMG, I just saw Denise Huxtable!
TH: What? Where?
Gnomie: She just passed us! Right back there (pointing).
TH: WHAT!? I didn't see her! (look of disgust and disappointment)
Gnomie: (playing the part of super-girlfriend) Let's go back and see her! Come on, lets go!
We jog about a half block. She is crossing the street with her boyfriend and baby. She is beyond reach.
Gnomie: Aww, she's gone. Sorry TH.
TH: *Sighs. It's cool. I'm still able to tell everyone that I saw Denise Huxtable's Dreads and Ass. Her D&A.
Gnomie: Yes, thats true. You'll always have the D&A.
It was a great night. And another successful NYC weekend with TH.
The next week is going to be crazy due to the following:
1. I have 3 finals before thursday.
2. I have to move by friday morning.
3. I am flying to SLC on friday.
4. I am not ready for any of these above items.
5. My youngest sister is getting married and I am edging closer and closer to being "the last one". My other unmarried sister is ready to break any day now - she is "in love and she doesn't care who knows it". It's just good clean fun.
Friday: Watched the opening ceremonies of the Olympics!! How cool was that? I was so impressed with China's ability to look like machines. It is no wonder they are so good at making machinery devices, given that their citizens are able to organize themselves like robots.
Then later that night TH arrived on a train from DC to spend about 36 hours with yours truly. Accompanied by Jess and Josh, we hitched a subway ride to the meatpacking district to see Metric!!
She was wearing this hot jumpsuit thingy that I am having Jess make for me. In gold lame. It was sexy rexy. Me and Jess danced around like little pixies and the boys loved it, puh-lease. I forget how much I love going out dancing with friends!
I think this is me trying to be sexy like Emily Haines. I just need a jumpsuit to make the transformation complete. TH is like - hey, gnomie move out of the way, I can't see. When you get a jumpsuit I will stare at you the way I am staring at Emily Haines right now. *drool
We got home at like 4 am and died until we were reborn the next morning and by morning I mean 1:30 pm. Ha. Um, whoops.
Saturday was spent a little at school - I had a couple of group meetings to attend to, but after that we took off to SoHo to eat. While we were walking around I saw a famous person walking towards me right in front of The Whole Foods.
Denise Huxtable. AKA Marie de Salle. AKA ex-spouse of Lenny Kravitz.
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you - Lisa Bonet:
She was walking with her boyfriend and carrying her baby. It was so CUTE. And she was so beautiful. She had amazing skin and her and her boyfriend looked really peaceful just strolling around in SoHo with baby in tow. It was really cute.
Sad part: TH did not see her. He was too busy checking out her boyfriends tattoo. So this happened:
Gnomie: OMG, I just saw Denise Huxtable!
TH: What? Where?
Gnomie: She just passed us! Right back there (pointing).
TH: WHAT!? I didn't see her! (look of disgust and disappointment)
Gnomie: (playing the part of super-girlfriend) Let's go back and see her! Come on, lets go!
We jog about a half block. She is crossing the street with her boyfriend and baby. She is beyond reach.
Gnomie: Aww, she's gone. Sorry TH.
TH: *Sighs. It's cool. I'm still able to tell everyone that I saw Denise Huxtable's Dreads and Ass. Her D&A.
Gnomie: Yes, thats true. You'll always have the D&A.
It was a great night. And another successful NYC weekend with TH.
The next week is going to be crazy due to the following:
1. I have 3 finals before thursday.
2. I have to move by friday morning.
3. I am flying to SLC on friday.
4. I am not ready for any of these above items.
5. My youngest sister is getting married and I am edging closer and closer to being "the last one". My other unmarried sister is ready to break any day now - she is "in love and she doesn't care who knows it". It's just good clean fun.
Aug 7, 2008
Well its hard to live in the city
Despite all my trepidation as of late, I really am not a wuss. Dammit. I live in a big city all by myself. It is one of the biggest cities in the world, actually the 12th most populated city according to wikipedia and the 2nd most populated urban area (includes the surrounding boroughs of the Bronx, Brooklyn, etc.) I moved up here ALONE, mind you. No friends to speak of and I have been so blessed to find friends. Not just people to talk to, but actual friends who I want to hang out with and respect and want to call up just to chat. That's incredibly hard to find and I've found it in a couple people! Lucky. Or blessings.
So, you see - I am not a wuss. That was reason number one.
Reason number two is that when me and Iggy went to Nicaragua, I did 2 brave things. Number 1 - I swam in the open water for a LONG TIME, which never happens on account of The Things That Live Underwater and Eat People. And number two - I didn't pass out when Iggy's shoulder separated even though I had to sit down and fan myself in the midst of her primal screams. I actually still shudder remembering those screams-they were memorable. So, see? That's brave, right?
Reason number 3: I jumped off a cliff when I was 5. It was at a waterpark and I saw everyone else jumping off the cliff, so hello - of course I had to jump off the cliff, too. But man! Totally brave. You can't tell me a 5 year old cliff jumping isn't totally kick ass.
Reason number 4: Once I went caving with my friend Loren. He was all - ok, now just climb down this hole and shimmy through the opening - it will be a tight squeeze, but you'll be ok. Oh and watch out for the big black bugs. What? Big black wh---holy crap. Huge bugs. But they were just at the entrance and you had to climb through to go caving and spray the glo-stick liquid all over the walls and have an indoor constellation party. So yeah - you bet I got down in there and crawled through the nasty. I'm brave. So what.
So yes, its true. It all started as a fledgling child and I have regressed a bit in my older years, but I WILL conquer this cockroach thing. It just takes some getting used to is all. Also getting used to all the rats that nearly crawl across my feet every night. Uck. I've all but stopped wearing sandals. Exposed toes=nibbled stumps. Gross.
So, you see - I am not a wuss. That was reason number one.
Reason number two is that when me and Iggy went to Nicaragua, I did 2 brave things. Number 1 - I swam in the open water for a LONG TIME, which never happens on account of The Things That Live Underwater and Eat People. And number two - I didn't pass out when Iggy's shoulder separated even though I had to sit down and fan myself in the midst of her primal screams. I actually still shudder remembering those screams-they were memorable. So, see? That's brave, right?
Reason number 3: I jumped off a cliff when I was 5. It was at a waterpark and I saw everyone else jumping off the cliff, so hello - of course I had to jump off the cliff, too. But man! Totally brave. You can't tell me a 5 year old cliff jumping isn't totally kick ass.
Reason number 4: Once I went caving with my friend Loren. He was all - ok, now just climb down this hole and shimmy through the opening - it will be a tight squeeze, but you'll be ok. Oh and watch out for the big black bugs. What? Big black wh---holy crap. Huge bugs. But they were just at the entrance and you had to climb through to go caving and spray the glo-stick liquid all over the walls and have an indoor constellation party. So yeah - you bet I got down in there and crawled through the nasty. I'm brave. So what.
So yes, its true. It all started as a fledgling child and I have regressed a bit in my older years, but I WILL conquer this cockroach thing. It just takes some getting used to is all. Also getting used to all the rats that nearly crawl across my feet every night. Uck. I've all but stopped wearing sandals. Exposed toes=nibbled stumps. Gross.
Aug 5, 2008
New York bloody New York
OMG. omg. You GUYS! So I'm sitting in my room earlier tonight, totally content having just hung up from an evening conversation with TH when I saw a black thing dart across the wall. I looked over and it was a HUMONGOID ROACH CRAWLING ALL THE HELL OVER THE PLACE. It was the biggest effing thing I'd ever seen. I immediately freaked out and jumped to the other side of the room, my eyes not able to follow how fast this thing was going.
So I did what any logical girl would do. I called my boyfriend. When boyfriend did not wake up to get my emergency call (for which he could've done nothing to help the cause. It was just comfort, man.) I ran to the living room for a breather. I realized I'd have to take matters into my own hands. I threw open the closet door and looked for Roach Exterminator Outfit. I found a heavy long trench coat and a bike helmet. Perfect. I put it on and timidly stepped back into my bedroom. I searched the walls...nothing. I searched the ceilings...nothing!
*GASP* The roach was in my STUFF.
I started freaking out and to make a long story short, ended up moving almost everything out of my room and into the living room. No roach. I sat down on the couch and tried to breathe. Then I saw it DART across the living room floor. Screams and shaking began again. I threw my shoe at it!! SO BRAVE! It missed. Dammit. The roach ran back into my room and it was gone again. I decided to get the super.
Super comes in, surveys the room, takes apart the heater, searches the coils...Ahh. No roach. It must have left, he said. It must've crawled out the hole in the floor, he said. B.S. I knew it was still here and I knew I wouldn't be sleeping if it didn't die tonight. I thanked him, as he is an sweet older man from some eastern european country who doesn't speak english very well. As he left he said "If the roach come back, you kill with shoe. No scared. Use shoe! Is ok." He really is so cute. But I'm thinking 'like hell im going to kill that radioactive beast'.
About 3 minutes later my roommates walk in the door. They'd been out at a movie and just returned. I was like YOU GUYS WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! I had texted them about the roach so they knew it was here and they were freaking out with me and I was like yeah I have no idea where it went and walked into my room and IT WAS RUNNING UP MY WALLLLL. Ughhhhh, you have no idea how big and disgusting this thing was. I felt like I was on fear factor or something.
Picture this: 3 girls screaming at the top of their lungs, me yelling GET THE SUPER! GET THE SUPER!! Super comes running in, tells me to kill it, and I say NO! YOU HAVE TO DO IT!! I hand him the broom and my chuck taylor shoe and tell him to go for it. He sees it and gets the broom and starts going for it. It falls on the floor and runs out into the living room where all 3 girls are standing. I am on the couch, jumping up and down like Tom Cruise holding my ears shut so I don't hear the roach and the other roomies are freaking out and crying. We are screaming so extremely loud and being the biggest girls I've ever seen. We should've all been ashamed and embarrassed, but we didn't have TIME to think about that. The super had a determined look in his eyes and started stomping, stomping, STOMPING!
SQUISH.
Dead Roach.
Girls screaming subsides. Loud breathing. Roach peeled off shoe, put in napkin, thrown away in the super's trashcan. Roach dead in trash outside my apartment.
Now maybe I can actually sleep tonight.
Except now it is almost 4 AM and I have to get up in 3.5 hours. I might just pull an all nighter and chalk this one up to a city night. THANK GOD FOR THE SUPER. He is Of Good Report. I owe him my happiness.
I can't wait to move away from the roach room, as it will now and forever be known.
So I did what any logical girl would do. I called my boyfriend. When boyfriend did not wake up to get my emergency call (for which he could've done nothing to help the cause. It was just comfort, man.) I ran to the living room for a breather. I realized I'd have to take matters into my own hands. I threw open the closet door and looked for Roach Exterminator Outfit. I found a heavy long trench coat and a bike helmet. Perfect. I put it on and timidly stepped back into my bedroom. I searched the walls...nothing. I searched the ceilings...nothing!
*GASP* The roach was in my STUFF.
I started freaking out and to make a long story short, ended up moving almost everything out of my room and into the living room. No roach. I sat down on the couch and tried to breathe. Then I saw it DART across the living room floor. Screams and shaking began again. I threw my shoe at it!! SO BRAVE! It missed. Dammit. The roach ran back into my room and it was gone again. I decided to get the super.
Super comes in, surveys the room, takes apart the heater, searches the coils...Ahh. No roach. It must have left, he said. It must've crawled out the hole in the floor, he said. B.S. I knew it was still here and I knew I wouldn't be sleeping if it didn't die tonight. I thanked him, as he is an sweet older man from some eastern european country who doesn't speak english very well. As he left he said "If the roach come back, you kill with shoe. No scared. Use shoe! Is ok." He really is so cute. But I'm thinking 'like hell im going to kill that radioactive beast'.
About 3 minutes later my roommates walk in the door. They'd been out at a movie and just returned. I was like YOU GUYS WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?!?! I had texted them about the roach so they knew it was here and they were freaking out with me and I was like yeah I have no idea where it went and walked into my room and IT WAS RUNNING UP MY WALLLLL. Ughhhhh, you have no idea how big and disgusting this thing was. I felt like I was on fear factor or something.
Picture this: 3 girls screaming at the top of their lungs, me yelling GET THE SUPER! GET THE SUPER!! Super comes running in, tells me to kill it, and I say NO! YOU HAVE TO DO IT!! I hand him the broom and my chuck taylor shoe and tell him to go for it. He sees it and gets the broom and starts going for it. It falls on the floor and runs out into the living room where all 3 girls are standing. I am on the couch, jumping up and down like Tom Cruise holding my ears shut so I don't hear the roach and the other roomies are freaking out and crying. We are screaming so extremely loud and being the biggest girls I've ever seen. We should've all been ashamed and embarrassed, but we didn't have TIME to think about that. The super had a determined look in his eyes and started stomping, stomping, STOMPING!
SQUISH.
Dead Roach.
Girls screaming subsides. Loud breathing. Roach peeled off shoe, put in napkin, thrown away in the super's trashcan. Roach dead in trash outside my apartment.
Now maybe I can actually sleep tonight.
Except now it is almost 4 AM and I have to get up in 3.5 hours. I might just pull an all nighter and chalk this one up to a city night. THANK GOD FOR THE SUPER. He is Of Good Report. I owe him my happiness.
I can't wait to move away from the roach room, as it will now and forever be known.
Aug 4, 2008
Getting off the island
Emergency! Emergency! If a huge monster attacks Manhattan I have no way of escaping!!!
Last night I stupidly watched a horror movie about Manhattan being attacked by an alien/monster creature. Cloverfield. Pretty dumb movie and totally improbable plotline, but still encourages one to be very aware of the dangers of being on a heavily populated island. This monster attacks the city and every person in manhattan clamors for the nearest bridge or tunnel. Herein lies the problem. I live in what is probably the worst neighborhood for escaping the island in that there are no bridges or tunnels within a 50 block radius.
See - I live around 110th on the upper west side. All the bridges are either north of 125 or south of 60th. I'm totally screwed. I would be quickly consumed or crushed by the monster. I think the quickest way off the island would be to cross the Triborough Bridge that crosses over the craziest island in America, Wards Island.
Here is a description of Wards island via our friend wikipedia: The island is home to several public facilities, including Manhattan Psychiatric Center, Kirby Forensic Psychiatric Center (which serves the criminally insane), and a New York City Department of Environmental Protection wastewater treatment plant.
Oh great. This is just where I want to be when we are bring attacked by aliens. On an island with crazy people and all of new yorks poo supply. Sick.
Regardless or irregardless, I will be preparing a 72 hour kit this week filled with the following:
1. headlamp
2. granola bars and cans of vienna sausages
3. water
4. an extra ipod
5. madlibs
6. crossword puzzles
7. a cute puppy
What else should I pack? I'm thinking I already have all the essentials, but I welcome your feedback and suggestions. In all seriousness, I think its so important to have one of these kits lying around and I can't believe I've procrastinated it for so long.
I'm also going to prepare escape routes from the city, depending on where I might be during an attack. I'm also going to read up on how to quickly fashion a makeshift boat in the case that I cannot access a bridge or tunnel.
See the monster get me NOW.
Last night I stupidly watched a horror movie about Manhattan being attacked by an alien/monster creature. Cloverfield. Pretty dumb movie and totally improbable plotline, but still encourages one to be very aware of the dangers of being on a heavily populated island. This monster attacks the city and every person in manhattan clamors for the nearest bridge or tunnel. Herein lies the problem. I live in what is probably the worst neighborhood for escaping the island in that there are no bridges or tunnels within a 50 block radius.
See - I live around 110th on the upper west side. All the bridges are either north of 125 or south of 60th. I'm totally screwed. I would be quickly consumed or crushed by the monster. I think the quickest way off the island would be to cross the Triborough Bridge that crosses over the craziest island in America, Wards Island.
Here is a description of Wards island via our friend wikipedia: The island is home to several public facilities, including Manhattan Psychiatric Center, Kirby Forensic Psychiatric Center (which serves the criminally insane), and a New York City Department of Environmental Protection wastewater treatment plant.
Oh great. This is just where I want to be when we are bring attacked by aliens. On an island with crazy people and all of new yorks poo supply. Sick.
Regardless or irregardless, I will be preparing a 72 hour kit this week filled with the following:
1. headlamp
2. granola bars and cans of vienna sausages
3. water
4. an extra ipod
5. madlibs
6. crossword puzzles
7. a cute puppy
What else should I pack? I'm thinking I already have all the essentials, but I welcome your feedback and suggestions. In all seriousness, I think its so important to have one of these kits lying around and I can't believe I've procrastinated it for so long.
I'm also going to prepare escape routes from the city, depending on where I might be during an attack. I'm also going to read up on how to quickly fashion a makeshift boat in the case that I cannot access a bridge or tunnel.
See the monster get me NOW.
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