August 2009
15 posts
My summer has been all about bad hair, white jeans, and bus rides… Interesting, since those are three things I’ve always disdained.
Just saw a Batman posing for tourist pics in Times Square. I thought that nonsense only happened on Hollywood Blvd…
I gotta get a real job with direct deposit pay. In this humidity, I can’t be running all over town trying to pick up checks.
watching kubrick’s 2001 for the first time. is he kidding? this movie is the worst!
cash poor
just absentmindedly gave $12 tip for $6 cab ride. i’ve become so accustomed to paying with credit card, can’t do basic math now when paying with cash…
UPDATE 8.26.09 -
Duane Reade Pharmacy bill was $11. i paid cash. again. gave $21 and then forgot my $10 change. i really need to go back to using plastic.
on my run this morning, saw a very pregnant woman smoking a cigarette. is it wrong that i was so annoyed by that?
If it’s not gonna rain today, I’d like to know. Then I’ll stop carrying this umbrella everywhere, and will go water my plants.
quitter
it has now been 18 days since i quit drinking alcohol and coffee. i didn’t do it for any big reason, i just became bored with being a drinker.
it’s too soon to tell if this quitting will be like the quitting i did with cigarettes, drugs, and college - to which i will never return… or if it will be like ex-girlfriends, previous employers, and Los Angeles - which i keep quitting...
there are at least two flies in my house. i’m going to the store to buy a flyswatter. i hope they’re still here when i get back.
UPDATE:
after spending half of the afternoon searching the obvious stores (Bed, Bath, and Beyond, Home Depot) and finding nothing, i wandered into Bowery Kitchen Supply in the Chelsea Market and found this.
as i had hoped, the flies were still here waiting...
why i shouldn't take detours
this morning i took a wrong turn while running (shirtless) near the World Trade Center. ended up on a sidewalk that turned into a walkway over the Westside Highway that led directly into an office building.
as it was too late to turn back, i was forced to jog shirtless through a revolving door and into a very chilly, air conditioned office building, around a reception desk, down an escalator,...
i want to marry someone who knows how to fold a fitted sheet. am i aiming too high?
amberarbucci: when is the wedding? Or do I need to prove my worth and show you firsthand the sheet folding?
I just got seven mosquito bites in five minutes at lunch with @aronwatman. Brooklyn is reminding me of Liberia.
Five years ago today, I smoked my last two packs of cigarettes.
i really wanted to chop an old pair of boot-cut jeans into cut-offs, so i spent the last 15 minutes digging through my storage boxes looking for them. turns out, i gave them away a few months back, when i was trying to eliminate clutter.
they would have been a sweet pair of cut-offs. every time i try not to be a packrat, i get burned.
'moist' is one of the worst words in the english... →
(via scenes-from-my-hood)
