Saturday, April 29, 2006
Hopefully I won't be too sore tomorrow, I still need to get those bookcase boxes out of the apartment. I put them in the entry way hoping that it would motivate me to get them out, but instead I've spent three days stepping over them. I WILL take them down to the recycling tomorrow...I will.....
Friday, April 28, 2006
7 hours, 7 minutes until I can drop into bed.....
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Thursday, April 13, 2006
1 year or 2....how many more years is my NYC stage of life? I refuse to put a time limit on myself. Just as I knew when it was time to come out here, I believe I'll know when the time to return is. I only know that when I move on from this stage, I want to have no regrets. I want to be able to look back on the places I've been and the experiences I've had here and say that I truly lived a life in NYC.
Things left to do:
Spend more time in the park! Central Park, Carl Shurtz Park and Flushing Meadow
Go to Chelsea Piers
Take NYC photos (including night skyline shots)
Get kissed in Central Park during a snowstorm....
Go to Yankee stadium (already been to Shea)
Go to the NY public library
See the Frick collection
Visit the International Center for Photography
I'll add to the list (and check things off) I'm sure, but that's a start....my NYC no regrets list.....1 year or 2...
Monday, April 10, 2006
Tuesday, April 04, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
The Bonesetter's Daughter by Amy Tan was a birthday gift from Caryn my last year in college. A beautiful story, I'm actually reading again, despite the strain of having to carry a heavy hardcover book on my commute each day.
My Cambridge Guide to Theatre.....a fantastic reference book while in college, later used for pressing leaves during a Martha Stewart moment. I bought new bookshelves last month and in the re-arranging of books dozens of forgotten leaves fluttered out.
The T.S. Eliot book I bought on my first trip to Boston with CDC...a book I've yet to read....
In the Lake of the Woods...one of the few books I've ever read in one sitting. I sat in the armchair of Cornie's house in Urbana with my legs slung over the side engrossed in the story, unaware of time passing. Still one of my favorite books, I try to read it at least once a year.
O...ff to browse Amazon for some new memories...
Top 10 places I should apparently live:
1. Norfolk, VA
2. Charlotte, NC
3. St. Louis, MO
4. Indianaoplis, IN (coincidentally where I was born)
5. Des Moines, IA
6. Cincinnati, OH
7. Toledo, OH
8. Omaha, NE
9. Columbus, OH
10. Carslisle, PA
I truly do not think I would live in ANY of the above-mentioned cities....I can't believe that website things I'm the Nebraska kind of gal. Guess it's time to break out the ruby slippers and follow the yellow brick road.
Sunday, April 02, 2006
I’ve been stuck lately on this notion of “fun”. I go to work and hear people talk about their weekends, what bars they went to, where they went golfing, what dinner party they attended and I find myself wondering what it is like to have a “life”. The answer to “what did you do this weekend” for me is always exactly the same “nothing”. People think I’m exaggerating when I tell them I go home on Friday night and literally do not leave my apartment again until Monday morning. I sleep a lot, browse the net and flip aimlessly through the TV channels, or watch old episodes of the West Wing on DVD. Every weekend. Was I born the social equivalent of an 80 year old shut-in? I remember being slightly more social in high school, but I guess it’s easier to be social when you have friends and people asking you to hang out. I accept that the romantic relationship thing is not something I am capable of handling, I’m not in any way looking for a boyfriend, I’m looking for a friend. For some reason, I’ve not been able to really click with anyone at work. The other people on the assistant level have taken to a complete hatred of me for some reason, so they are out of the question. One of the interns who is actually from Iowa and I chat a bit, but she’s in school and working two jobs and doesn’t really have time to hang out. The other person I talk to with any regularity is married and it’s always a very awkward situation for a single woman to ask a married man to hang out. I feel it’s inappropriate, even though I have no ulterior intentions. I had always heard that NY was hands down the worst place to meet people and it’s completely true. In a city of millions, it’s hard to believe, but everyone is so insular it’s nearly impossible to break in. It’s proof that you can be lonely in even the largest of cities.
I think I feel like I missed out on my “wild days”. I’m afraid of looking back in several years and finding out that my chance to be free and fun is gone. I know it sounds ridiculous, but I honestly do not know how to have fun. Was it a class in college I skipped? One of the gen-ed courses I forgot to take? When do we learn to have fun?
Also, fun fact: It is NOT daylight savingS time as most people think. The correct grammar is actually dalight saving time. Even though daylight savingS time is commonly known (and appears in the dictionary), it's technically incorrect. The word saving is modifying time (ex. dog walking timee), it is a saving daylight kind of time, hence the singlular form of the word.
Rargh....of to play with clocks. bleah.