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Well guess who finally saw Silver Beach? And on St. Patrick's day no less. Off to Holly's house for a mid-afternoon picknic while the drunks painted the town red. It was a small private community in some foreign area of the Bronx that can apparently view lower Manhattan (i'm still trying to figure out how that works). I met the most charming cat ever. Vlad was also super smart - he followed us around and ate chicken and turkey and was very patient with us when we went to visit Holly's aunt, who is just about the coolest aunt ever (next to mine). Natalia and I were told to wait for a bit on a porch thingy while supplies were gotten (i.e. vlad) and i would have been perfectly content to sit on that, but apparently there was this ROCK that i just HAD to experience.
The rock was pretty intense. It was overlooking smaller rocks and we sat, and ate mac n cheese, and talked to pooter (rather I talked to pooter because natalia and Holly were being very exclusive =) haha oh those crazy kids) Irregardless it was very nice to watch the sun set, right in front of a bridge, some boats and some crazy rocks, i kind of miss that place (despite me saying "Holly, i hate your house" because it was such a pain to get to).
Then it was time to go home - several bus changes, a call from Ali Waterman, a dropped cell phone and the world's comfiest lap warmer and presto we were in Manhattan. A quick bus ride with Stella and her TWIN SISTER (how cool) and i was back at home, consuming corn beef and cabbage (with potatos of course) and thinking how blasphemous it was for Nati and Holly and Hillary to be eating Peruvian food on this day of Irishness. After that I pretty much collapsed out of exhaustion - It's been a terrible week, but today was wonderful. I enjoyed being a heat-source/coke-holster/diagram-reader/macncheese-stealer.
I wonder what pooter's doing right now.
Holly should visit her aunt more often.
I miss Nati.
I feel like mac and cheese and I don't know why.
Where we start is where we end
We step out sweetly, nothing planned
Along by the river we feed bread to the swans
And then over the footbridge to the woods beyond
We walk ourselves weary, arm in arm
Back through the twilight
Home Again
We waltz in the moonlight and the embers glow
So much behind us
Still so far to go
The rock was pretty intense. It was overlooking smaller rocks and we sat, and ate mac n cheese, and talked to pooter (rather I talked to pooter because natalia and Holly were being very exclusive =) haha oh those crazy kids) Irregardless it was very nice to watch the sun set, right in front of a bridge, some boats and some crazy rocks, i kind of miss that place (despite me saying "Holly, i hate your house" because it was such a pain to get to).
Then it was time to go home - several bus changes, a call from Ali Waterman, a dropped cell phone and the world's comfiest lap warmer and presto we were in Manhattan. A quick bus ride with Stella and her TWIN SISTER (how cool) and i was back at home, consuming corn beef and cabbage (with potatos of course) and thinking how blasphemous it was for Nati and Holly and Hillary to be eating Peruvian food on this day of Irishness. After that I pretty much collapsed out of exhaustion - It's been a terrible week, but today was wonderful. I enjoyed being a heat-source/coke-holster/diagram-reader/macncheese-stealer.
I wonder what pooter's doing right now.
Holly should visit her aunt more often.
I miss Nati.
I feel like mac and cheese and I don't know why.
Where we start is where we end
We step out sweetly, nothing planned
Along by the river we feed bread to the swans
And then over the footbridge to the woods beyond
We walk ourselves weary, arm in arm
Back through the twilight
Home Again
We waltz in the moonlight and the embers glow
So much behind us
Still so far to go