Currently Listening Brushfire Fairytales By Jack Johnson see related

NYC

Since i'm pretty sure TMAH is the only one who would ever read my blog - i'll direct this towards you!

Anyways, so I went to NYC last week (New York is still cool but not as gangsta as NYC and since i'm pretty sure you have made it one of your life goals to be gangsta, i'll let you choose what you want to call it).  I went with sarah, my aunt, and my mom, which may or may not have been such a good idea.  Ultimately, I went to see nyc, sarah came bc she wanted to spend time w/ me in nyc, and my mom and aunt went just bc.  Since we all had different reasons for being there, it made for mass amounts of awkwardness and stress.  Even with all that drama, I still loved being in nyc and i really want to live there now.  So, here's a run-down of the week:

Saturday - we all flew into Newark, NJ and checked in at our New Jersey Comfort Suites Hotel in the "slums."

(a view from the plane over new york)

Sunday - took a bus into the city, started in Times Sq. walked down Broadway, 5th Ave. to Carnegie Hall,

Radio City Music Hall, Trump Plaza, and, Rockafeller Center. 

Had dinner at a little deli by St. Patrick's Cathedral and then Sarah and I took a subway to Brooklyn to see a comedy show.  It was super-hilarious.  This is a very obscure picture of Michael Showalter (i heart him) and Eugene Mirman (both comedians)

Monday - took a double-decker bus tour around midtown manhattan, and lower manhattan. 

got off on the lower east side by Katz's Deli (the orgasm deli in When Harry Met Sally) and had really good pastrami on rye.  then we went back uptown on the tour bus and later that night went to Greenwich Village in search of the best cupcakes on earth at Magnolia Bakery.  this is a picture of my aunt eating a chocolate frosted Magnolia Bakery cupcake... yum!

Tuesday - went around Broadway, to get tickets for Martin Short's one-man show.  then we went to a tv taping of The View (ABC),

primarily bc we heard they give away free stuff, which they did but it wasn't useful.  they gave away bright red messenger bags with Leap Frog Learning Pads. next we went down to chinatown and canal st. which u would have loved!  these chinese ppl would come up to you on the streets and be like: "gucci, prada, coach." (in very bad accents i might add, to the point where if i weren't politically correct i might say FOB, but because i am, i won't) so then they take you down side alleys and underneath storefronts down stairs to an old apartment building, down a tunnel until you are in a very locked room, once in, they knock and say some code in chinese and a door opens into a small room filled with blackmarket designer purses.  it was unbelievable, creepy, and cool all in one.  so after we each bought 2 or 3 purses, we went back uptown for a really good pasta dinner and to see the martin short show, which was really funny.  here's a picture of Martin Short, or as his friend's call him "Marty."

Alright so that's only part of the week but it's super long and it's all i have pictures for right now.  I'll leave you with some miscellaneous, random nyc pictures of macy's/empire state building, bryant park (fash-on week), jimmy "schooes", & the flatiron building...

Anyways, i'll have to read your blogings to find out more about what's going on with you, the new to me but old to u bf, etc.  oh and i tried to figure that heritage thing out but it hasn't worked.  it said i looked most like selma blair (ew!) and i forget the rest.  but i did a second one and included both men and women celebs and it said i looked most like sean hayes (the uber-gay guy from will & grace - how gross is that!?)  honestly!

talk2ulata! (that's gangsta for u)

SantaFe

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EWWW!!!  This has to vie for the worst celeb look alike thing EVER!!!

Currently Listening Weezer By Weezer my name is jonas see related

here is the sappy, sentimental, and an alternate descriptive word beginning with the letter "s":

today i was realizing how little i can handle.  i mean i feel like i have this huge faith in myself and then all these little cracks come to the surface of my personhood.  i break up over the most ridiculous things.  i realize how many times i screw up and how difficult it is to go back, it's impossible.  it makes me depressed how i miss so much and then mourn over things i never had in the first place but didn't realize it until then.  i hate having to put up a front, i hate having to work so hard at being me.  i hate that i'm writing this right now.  how can thoughts hurt so much i have no idea... but somehow they do and they don't just leave either, they tend to linger around until a worse thought can shove them off their perch. 

summers not over yet in fact it's kind of just begun for me since i only got out of school two weeks ago.  it's so corny but i don't think i miss the actual things, i just miss the idea of them.  i wish i could just get what i want - wouldn't that make life easier???  wow am i neurotic.

"we listen to funk, we listen to funk before we go to bed and you knew that.'

"the difference between funk and funk-rock is like the difference between night and day."

"no he said auld maid, a-u-l-d like auld lang syne."

"who was that?"

DW "that was mr. mueller, the land lord"

MIB "he's such a nazi!'

"michael, not all germans are nazis."

MIB "that's not my understanding"

"you guys we have to clean up the apartment!"

"we can't move, we're in a tableau."

DW "you'll have to let yourself in the keys under the rug"

M "there is no rug"

"you know what, i'm remembering now i took the rug to the dry cleaners, it was filthy."

MIB "it was filthy david."

DW "rugs at the cleaners don you'll have to go pick it up."

MIB "here's the ticket."

"it's good to see you don!"

"dig in, get comfy."

"don i'm gonna dim the lights a little, get a little ambiance going."

MIB "that's a little too bright, that's a little too much michael, can you split the difference? right there that's it, that's perfect."

"purrfect"

Currently Listening Lisa's Song + 6 Songs By Allison Crowe Crayon and Ink see related

life was hard today.  i hurt all over but i keep yelling at myself not to cry.  after everything, i knew that this would someday happen and it did.  everytime i start to dwell on it my chest starts collapsing and i get this painful, depressed look on my face. 

today i told myself that it didn't matter and for a few brief minutes believed it to be true.  it's just that now i can't remember if i wanted this, not that i had any choice in the timing, loss of control kills me.

the day i first heard it i didn't know what to do except contain myself.  all of it felt so surreal, so much so that i still don't know if it's true?  now all that i tried to contain is leaking out in these tiny neurotic bursts. 

right now here's what i feel...

i miss you

i'm scared

i'm inadequate

i need to get over it

i don't want to be here

it didn't make things clearer

someday has come and gone,

just like in the song and now i have my ending.