I brought my lunch from home today. It consisted of one microwave veggie burger wrapped in foil. I microwaved it at work and took the subway from 23rd street all the way downtown to the World Trade center site. Dodging the sea of tourists, I made my way to the winter garden specifically to sit on a bench and eat there like I did when I used to ( Read more... )

Since my last day of work is not until March 7th, I have been trying to look as busy as possible without actually doing anything. This may all backfire when I have to talk to my boss in Europe later today and she realizes the material I sent her has no real significance, but in any case....it looks like I am working when I do this garabge...huzzah ( Read more... )

It has been snowing since Sunday night and it's still going. The problem with city snow is that it doesn't stay pretty for long. It gets trampled, plowed, crapped on, etc. until it becomes this slushy brown shit that gets all over your pants. Plus, my feet are wet because I'm a sucker and don't have any boots ( Read more... )

I have a problem lately. I am becoming obsessed with really bad RnB. Not like Boyz to Men or some shit like that. I am talking about really bad garbage that I find while watching vh1 classic. For example, my new obsession is this guy Oran 'Juice' Jones. He has this ridiculous song called 'Walking in the rain". It's pretty normal sleazy crap ( Read more... )

This made me laugh because it actually happened to me when I was home for x-mas. There is something hilarious about hearing your Mom call someone a, "Fucking loser". Mom, you're tough as nails, keep it up.

http://www.theonion.com/onion3905/kids_excited.html

Oh the cruel irony of my life ( Read more... )

I will download Ready For The World-Oh Sheila.....and I will be very very happy.

note: their band photo is now the background picture of my journal and it rules.

For the past year, I've noticed everytime I look at the clock it always says 11:34, flipped upside down: HELL. The only logical conclusion is that I'm going to hell, in hell, or some combination of the two. This may sound a bit psychotic, but I notice this on an almost daily basis. I guess I've built some inner-alarm clock that subconsciously ( Read more... )

I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt that I was at some extreme sports competition in England. I didn't know anyone at this event, except Grace and my friend Jenny who seemed to know everyone and cheered them on as they raced mountain bikes or whatever. Anyway, I was creeped out by some guy that took a shit in a toilet made of ice, so I left ( Read more... )

I just remembered that I knew a guy in San Diego who had an Old Dirty Bastard tattoo and was always insistent on going to Tijuana every night to get drugs. Now if that isn't hard as nails, I don't know what is.