I guess what they say really is true: life is what happens when you're busy making other plans.

As I was telling Tashina the other morning, pulling on boots in preparation to greet my one and only tiarna_bronach, I am, against all odds, exactly where I always wanted to be. Right now I am sitting in my own apartment, eating Indian curry on a table littered with ( Read more... )

I’m celebrating by sitting upright for the first time in almost a week, about 85% recovered from a vile, tenacious plague-how about you? Outside the weather is celebrating by whipping snowdrifts around with 37 mph gusts; between this and the half inch of solid ice we got days ago, I'm super glad I don't live... oh, in Florida, or something. ( Read more... )

Today was a good summer day in New York. I dallied around Morningside Heights all morning, then hopped on a train and spent the afternoon wandering around the village. Somehow I ended up exactly where I started. I finally got started reading Havemercy, wrote a bit next to the fountain, fondled some 200-year-old books, actually ate dinner, and ( Read more... )

Carnegie Hall is amazing.

11. Went to the bookstore that I went to with ladyjaida in January, the one with the fantastic pens, and left empty-handed yet again. I'm not sure how. Probably because I know that when school starts I will go crazy and buy all of my supplies there and leave having spent a nauseating amount of money.That's where we went ( Read more... )

Day #1 was rather boring, sight-seeing-wise. Fantastic to see Mikah again (oh my God, so nice to have someone to talk to about school who knows what I mean), more than fantastic to see the city again, though I was so dead tired you have no idea. Still dead tired, as a matter of fact, though that has more to do with today than anything else.

( Rest of Day #1. )

Nothing like Patsy Cline and two shots of espresso to get you going in the very early morning, I suppose.

Farewell, BG-- I'll be in NY before anyone in New York reads this. :D

I'm leaving tomorrow for the airport at five in the morning. I'll be back on Broadway by 9:15. Fourth of July in New York! I'm very excited. There are skyscrapers, there are crowded sidewalks and subways, there is a roof calling my name. There is scruffy Johnny Depp goodness starting Friday and picnics in the park. I really want to walk the ( Read more... )

... and I am incredibly, increasingly New York-centric as the days go by ( Read more... )

I triumph over indecision.

Ticket is booked! Fourth of July in New York! (Traffic is going to be hell.) Maybe I will actually get a vacation there, for once. Imagine that. Free time.

I'm finally really happy it's summer.

(Here's to hoping I can suavely run into Johnny Depp so easily as ladyjaida ran into Jared Padalecki. A girl can dream. And ( Read more... )