besides the several mm attacks
it was a pretty good weekend. and a refreshing break from my prison cell, i mean dorm.
on thursday i walked to the subway with my ipod and little red umbrella and took it to grand central station and met my mom and aunt maureen and cousin bethany and my mom ran down the stairs
and then we shopped on 5th avenue and maureen got a bracelet from tiffanys, but it was pouring the whole time and my umbrella broke :[ so we went back to the hotel and fell asleep for 3 hours and then went for dinner in little italy.
on friday they went on a bus tour hardcore-styles sitting on the top level in the hurricane, and then i met them after class and we did more shopping and saw the producers, which was hilarious but i couldnt stop thinking the whole time that i wished i was seeing it with matthew broderick and nathan lane
and on saturday we went to central park and then hit canal street, I HAD STEAK FOR DINNER!!! mmmmmm sooo good it had been 2 months. and then talked about my mom's psycho childhood for 3 hours.
highlights:
-walking outside on saturday after a weeklong hurricane to see not one cloud in the sky
-finding out that my mom's best childhood friend laurie hutniak had an affair with the 50-yr old milkman in his truck when she was 13 and that her older sister was a prostitute
-finding out that my mom had a jewish stalker who popped her tires so he could fix them
-making fun of my mom and her nerdiness with my aunt
-going to times square and almost getting hit by numerous cars because i was hypnotized by the lights. that place will never NOT get me. the lights, the people- so magical...
-canal street shopping for knock-off designer purses and having to go through secret doors that look like theyre part of the wall and down ladders and through secret tunnels in basements and bargaining with crazy bitch chinese women
things i want to forget:
-how fat i felt next to size 00/23 bethany when she was trying on jeans
-my moms EXTREME MM-NESS, including discussion of pretty much every mm topic you could possibly imagine: periods, premarital sex, asking me if i was "seeing anyone", sperm, the church's stand on fertility, referring to pajamas as jammies, and how she and my aunt have a thing for firemen along with inappropriate jokes including "can i see your hose"
and being all emotional and crying and using the phrases "miss you" and "love you" waaaaay too often.
on thursday i walked to the subway with my ipod and little red umbrella and took it to grand central station and met my mom and aunt maureen and cousin bethany and my mom ran down the stairs
and then we shopped on 5th avenue and maureen got a bracelet from tiffanys, but it was pouring the whole time and my umbrella broke :[ so we went back to the hotel and fell asleep for 3 hours and then went for dinner in little italy.
on friday they went on a bus tour hardcore-styles sitting on the top level in the hurricane, and then i met them after class and we did more shopping and saw the producers, which was hilarious but i couldnt stop thinking the whole time that i wished i was seeing it with matthew broderick and nathan lane
and on saturday we went to central park and then hit canal street, I HAD STEAK FOR DINNER!!! mmmmmm sooo good it had been 2 months. and then talked about my mom's psycho childhood for 3 hours.
highlights:
-walking outside on saturday after a weeklong hurricane to see not one cloud in the sky
-finding out that my mom's best childhood friend laurie hutniak had an affair with the 50-yr old milkman in his truck when she was 13 and that her older sister was a prostitute
-finding out that my mom had a jewish stalker who popped her tires so he could fix them
-making fun of my mom and her nerdiness with my aunt
-going to times square and almost getting hit by numerous cars because i was hypnotized by the lights. that place will never NOT get me. the lights, the people- so magical...
-canal street shopping for knock-off designer purses and having to go through secret doors that look like theyre part of the wall and down ladders and through secret tunnels in basements and bargaining with crazy bitch chinese women
things i want to forget:
-how fat i felt next to size 00/23 bethany when she was trying on jeans
-my moms EXTREME MM-NESS, including discussion of pretty much every mm topic you could possibly imagine: periods, premarital sex, asking me if i was "seeing anyone", sperm, the church's stand on fertility, referring to pajamas as jammies, and how she and my aunt have a thing for firemen along with inappropriate jokes including "can i see your hose"
and being all emotional and crying and using the phrases "miss you" and "love you" waaaaay too often.