GO!

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This blog is done!

...i think.

Aw.

How lovely. Let's go. Now.

Quitter

I am quitting Myspace. I've had the account since I was like 16. Weird. But as I was deactivating it, the site told me I would lose my blog entires. I made two. Here they are:

Tuesday, June 27, 2006

i play polo

REALLY. Today was- sans doute- one of the best days of my life. For nearly an hour and a half, I chased a ball around a field, hitting it with a stick, while i rode a horse. I've been questioning my inner-self and wondering if I could feel certain emotions. ALAS-yes! I have been smiling all day. I can't wait until next week. Weekly lessons until I'm gone, and I may even try and extend my stay, purely for polo.

I'm so happy.

Friday, November 11, 2005

i live for shit like this.

it's november eleventh. that's 11/11. i'm kind of flipping out becuase i live for shit like this. i am going to be making minor wishes throughout the day, and then, at 11:11 am and pm, i'll have two very significant wishes. it is a beautiful day, too.

don't forget about your wishes.

The polo one make me laugh so effing hard.

PS Whatever happened to the shirt I'm wearing in my picture? That's the last horse I ever played polo on. Almost 3 years ago! I need a horse.

Buckling Down

Dear Reader,

A while ago I purchased a website. It was supposed to be a joint gig between me and a friend, but I was the only one who ended up buying a site. Well, I am actually taking something seriously and met with some website creators/designers.

My website will be a place you should stop every week or few days. I will sell little trinkets, post photos or videos and links to other things you should see. Maybe one day it will be my livelihood? It's just a little start for now.

So, apparently I've had 47 posts on this blog so far. I don't think I've ever been so committed to something. I'm shocked, but happy. I will have to update my new website more frequently. I will make a post when it's finished. 

Better Slow Down!

This is what happens when people have too much fun. 

I love summer weather!

Can I borrow that oxygen tank?

I cannot believe how "all over" i've been. Spent over a week in Indiana. Went to Philly lost some innocence, and had 3 guests this weekend. It's funny with the guests because I don't have a living room. So, night 1, three of us crammed into my bed. And then with the 4th arrived we turned the kitchen into a 3rd bedroom. There was so much stuff in this little apartment, i'm kind of amazed.

Anyway, the weather has been getting better and i've been waiting for this since forever. I no longer fear going outside and enjoy being at the office because it's nice and bright. I just can't wait for beaches. That reminds me, I need to start doing sit-ups. Damn.

Yipee

Have been really happy recently. Here's the secret:

School was a lot of work, constant work. 24 hours always working on projects and worrying about "due dates." But with my job, it's so much more intense but I've learned to say "fuck it" to just about everything. 

People keep asking me questions and I always give answers. I kind of realized that having all the answers gives me power; so I'm going to take a deep breath and answer them when I feel like it.

In other news, I am taking a week off to go home. And I'll be working from the Hamptons for part of this summer. Playing tennis on the weekend and applying sun block regularly.

au revoir!

I typed in "leaving on a jet plane" into google image and this was the first thing that popped up. Awesome.

I want to go effing crazy this time. xx

Jeopardy

I'll take in love and in a convertible for $1,000 please.

When should this picture happen?

Now, please. 

Wants

Fare-fucking-well.

1. 9 days in Indiana - Family then friends.

2. 1 week in Egypt - I promised.

3. Weekend in California - I've only ever been to that big zoo there.

4. Weekend in Philadelphia - I punch back.

5. To sleep in. 

6. To not give a damn.

7. Take the GRE - is it really $140? What if I finish early--can I have a discount?

8. To start cooking again.

9. Tea time. 

10. Scratch-off tickets.

I am going to find someone to sublet my place, then I will find a less expensive sublet (probably in Brooklyn), then I will start crossing things off this list. Then I will probably leave NY. Then I will probably come back.

Wait, what about right now? Oops.

Fireworks

I'm not really one to kiss and tell. However...

Bloody Sunday

 Last night was awesome.

Is it wrong to only eat BLT's? That's all I have the ingredients for.  

Bonjour

Ça va? Oui. J'ai faim. Avez-vous des macarons? Mais non! J'en ai besoin! C'est où, la maison Ladurée?

I have to go to Paris tomorrow for a week. I remember when I used to travel (even to a city an hour away) I'd be packed days in advance. Now, it's the night before and I haven't even done laundry so choices are limited. Where is that passport? I'll think about packing as I watch some TV on my computer...

...my oh my, how times they have changed!

Photo: This is at like 6 in the morning in Paris Summer 2008. Karen wanted to see the sunrise through the Arc de Triomphe...except it was cloudy and a waste of time. After I took this picture (standing in the middle of the road) mini cars zoomed by me. Memories. 

Galloping

So here was my dream last night:

A lot of weird stuff I don't remember, but then I was at Columbia University (except it wasn't Columbia, you know?). This student officer/tour guide comes up to me on a horse and was like, "you're not allowed to be here." But I was able to sweet talk her into letting me stay...and also to let me ride on the horse with her. 

This horse was so incredibly tall. We were indoors, first of all, coming to a doorway, and I was like "Shit, I'm going to get knocked off." But it was a dream so I magically stayed on. The tour-guide-girl got off and let me stay on the horse, and then I started to slowly walk away with the horse, which was fun. But then we started galloping in this huge library-like hall. Oh, it was amazing.

I need to leave NY and find a place where I can have my piano and ride horses. No offense to the city, it's just that I'm spatially challenged here.

Reborn

I think some bad karma caught up with me for the start of 2009, or I just got food poisoning suspiciously after warranting some karmatic repercussions. Does that make sense?

On Tuesday, I start piano lessons with a student from NYU. I want to learn about 3 or 4 lovely and simple pieces and then have a recital. Of course you are invited! That'll be $5.