wow...what a nice day
kenny called me up around 10 this morning to say he was late for work so they told him to just take a sick day. it just happened to be absolutely fucking gorgeous outside, so he suggested we go into the city. awesome.
so i showered, got ready, and we hopped on the train.
went to penn. got some starbucks. took the c to the natural history museum shop. walked through central park to the met. walked around the met for a bit. saw the giant dildo and the tibetan death shroud. (probably two of my favorite things at the met right now)
then we walked down madison ave. for a while, then walked over to 5th. walked a lot. hopped in a few stores. fao schwartz, tiffany's, ya know, nice stuff. tried hailing a cab for way too long. got more starbucks. cut my finger on the met pin in my pocket. bled for a little while. finally got a cab and went over to his sister gina's place.
then the three of us headed out to this place, i believe called one. it was really nice. we ordered a bunch of food which was amazing. (also my only meal of the day). had a few drinks. a really grossly warm shot of soco, which made me feel ill for ten minutes. nothing happened though. i just went into the bathroom, composed myself, and then we were off to meet his other sister, christy, at marquee. which was a really nice place too. it wasn't really open yet, but we went in, and they caught up for a bit.
kenny has work at 7am, and i was feeling super tired at that point, so we headed back to penn, hopped on the train, slept the whole way home. and now here i am.
pretty content.
i have work from 4-10 tomorrow. kenny is going to try to bring the boys into the city to go to marquee for a good night of drinking. i'm jealous. but i gotta work.
i'm working 35hrs next week. seriously, crazy. we're doing flow all week. it's gonna be sick. but i'm sure there'll be a lot of nice stuff. and my paycheck at the end won't be so bad.
i have to put in my other check in the bank. and i need to look for nice shoes to wear.
i'm sick of looking mediocre. for real.
i want to tone up. maybe lose a few pounds. have this hair grow out some more.
really, just put myself together. it can be done i'm sure.
i somehow bit the inside of my mouth, and now i can't shut it without it hurting, cause i keep biting down when i don't mean to. ouch. fucking mouth.
ok...
i haven't really slept very well in the past few days, and since i don't have work until 4 tomorrow, i'm going to try to get some sleep.
goodnight.
so i showered, got ready, and we hopped on the train.
went to penn. got some starbucks. took the c to the natural history museum shop. walked through central park to the met. walked around the met for a bit. saw the giant dildo and the tibetan death shroud. (probably two of my favorite things at the met right now)
then we walked down madison ave. for a while, then walked over to 5th. walked a lot. hopped in a few stores. fao schwartz, tiffany's, ya know, nice stuff. tried hailing a cab for way too long. got more starbucks. cut my finger on the met pin in my pocket. bled for a little while. finally got a cab and went over to his sister gina's place.
then the three of us headed out to this place, i believe called one. it was really nice. we ordered a bunch of food which was amazing. (also my only meal of the day). had a few drinks. a really grossly warm shot of soco, which made me feel ill for ten minutes. nothing happened though. i just went into the bathroom, composed myself, and then we were off to meet his other sister, christy, at marquee. which was a really nice place too. it wasn't really open yet, but we went in, and they caught up for a bit.
kenny has work at 7am, and i was feeling super tired at that point, so we headed back to penn, hopped on the train, slept the whole way home. and now here i am.
pretty content.
i have work from 4-10 tomorrow. kenny is going to try to bring the boys into the city to go to marquee for a good night of drinking. i'm jealous. but i gotta work.
i'm working 35hrs next week. seriously, crazy. we're doing flow all week. it's gonna be sick. but i'm sure there'll be a lot of nice stuff. and my paycheck at the end won't be so bad.
i have to put in my other check in the bank. and i need to look for nice shoes to wear.
i'm sick of looking mediocre. for real.
i want to tone up. maybe lose a few pounds. have this hair grow out some more.
really, just put myself together. it can be done i'm sure.
i somehow bit the inside of my mouth, and now i can't shut it without it hurting, cause i keep biting down when i don't mean to. ouch. fucking mouth.
ok...
i haven't really slept very well in the past few days, and since i don't have work until 4 tomorrow, i'm going to try to get some sleep.
goodnight.