Out until after two, sleeping until noon. I didn't really eat dinner and the beers went to my head, but everything was just right - the way the group shifts and slides around the visitor, the needed conversation about writing in the middle of invites to Australia and a long semi-rant about Game of ThronesB. was in town last night. One night only! ( Read more... )

Buried under a pile of U-Haul boxes, BPALs that need careful wrapping, a mountain of book boxes that need to be stuffed to the gills with old newspapers and taped together, and a general sense of OMGWTFBBQ ( Read more... )

I never finished the ten-day meme for a very silly reason: I was too lazy to deal with the two-images thing. Finding them, uploading them ... there was just too much on my mind ( Read more... )

There is no one place to start, but there is only one place to go ( Read more... )

It's been a long time since I shared an apartment with Simon-the-cat, but he was the original New York cat in my life. When Stacy and I got our senior-year apartment together, we were going to get a cat. We were totally excited to get a cat. I knew one person who secretly kept her cat in her dorm, but we were never that brave. Apartment meant cat. ( Read more... )

I have never cried so much on one vacation but it's not the bad kind. It's the good kind. The I-found-you-again kind and the Ok-yes-that kind and the no-really-I-know kind, all in the wee hours of the morning, all with no one to know, but you know what? I'm so tired of curtains and gauze and the things that tuck the messy bits away, prettily ( Read more... )

... and some little twitchy part of me is back to being afraid it doesn't really matter to anyone but me if I ever make it home again.

I know it's me for whom I have to do it,

but I really need to know I'm wrong anyway.

You know what it turns out I like to do best in New York? Walk. This isn't actually a surprise, as Owl-x could tell you, but it is a bit of a surprise how much much calves have to complain about after two days of mostly walking. Monday was the East Village, and a bit of the LES and Soho and the West as well; yesterday was just a stroll to ( Read more... )

I think I broke into a grin when I got my first whiff of that unforgettable subway smell ( Read more... )

Well, I know one place we'll be during the NYC trip: Seeing Neil Gaiman talk! From the man's journal, though I believe some sort of web creature - goblin? elf? - is posting for him at the moment:

NYC on 9/30 ( Read more... )