tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30620730152556306072024-09-20T07:11:44.539-04:00Tiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16385312719634052973noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3062073015255630607.post-39642175080495599712010-10-16T11:19:00.001-04:002010-10-17T09:26:30.135-04:00

i hadn't planned on making Mister Falafel my first falafel stop, but as i found in my last post, plans are for suckers. chris and i are pretty hungry and decided to pop in, after dodging the seven thousand trattorias on 7th avenue.  Mister Falafel is a hole in the wall, cheesily decorated joint where you walk in and there is a counter for to go orders.  this never stops me when it

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life is full of amazing surprises... just when you think you have things planned and mapped out, a wrench is thrown into your plans. yesterday i had a plan to go explore a new neighborhood, and literally mapped out my day by routes. i wake up bright and early, to sounds of a critter that i believe has found a home in my radiator, or somewhere in the wall?   chris comes over not

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it's been a long while since i have posted.  i have lots to share. i came back from my show and found an apartment, found a day job, got my wisdom teeth out, bought a wedding dress, ... and a whole lotta other stuff.  anyway, i am finally feeling rejuvenated, and i'm starting up my quest to discover new york one borough at a time.  in conjunction with this, i will be in search of

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So, yesterday, I hear about a composer doing a free impromptu concert in the lincoln center plaza.  If it's free, it's for me, I'll take three!  I hop on the F and I'm so sure that it will take me right to lincoln center plaza.  wrong!  (can we have a discussion about how just in one month i have forgotten the transit system, so sad) so i end up walking about a mile to get

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There's a question mark there, because I wonder whether or not I can call a place I'm subletting home.  I mean, I'm using someone else's furniture, and roommate.  All the same it feels spectacular to be back in New York. (That's right, spectacular.) I just came from a town of 4400 people.  I think there is no need to elaborate. In just 4 weeks, some things have already changed

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so remember when i went to that veggie pride parade.  i met someone there who said something that i can't get out of my head. i'm there wearing my super hero shirt.  it is this red t-shirt with every comic book female super hero ever on it.  i always get lots of compliments from men who love these ladies when i wear it (sometimes it gets a little awkward because the superheroes

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So, I know it's been a while since I posted - but my heavens, 21 days??!  Here's what's been keeping my away: A couple Sundays ago I attend my first meetup with the NYC Vegan Eatup..... the Veggie Pride Parade!  I meet lots of friendly vegans, vegetarians, and flexitarians!!!  There's lots of free food, (even from the V spot (delectable empanadas)) coupons, and random packets of

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i'm sitting in the kitchen, looking out the window.  the sky is pale blue, the cloud i see looks like a turtle.   people are busy on smith street.  the breeze is coming in.  it's a good day to not explore. i love exploring, don't get me wrong, but i think i'm still recovering from last saturday, which was ultimately too overwhelming to write about until today. i set out

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When I originally began my quest - "to Discover New York One Neighborhood At a Time", I planned to start in Lower Manhattan and work my way up, so that each neighborhood would be connected in my brain.  But this Saturday is bright and sunny, I have to babysit in Astoria, so I decide, that maybe order is overrated. I have to babysit at 5:15, so I make it out of the door at about 12:30.

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the other day i say to chris, "i think people are nicer in new york, than they are in chicago".  i didn't say this without thought,  i had been caught off guard by people in subways, cafes, on the street, who are just personable, friendly, and happy to help me. of course chris replies "is it possible that they aren't actually nicer, but they are just more everything, because there are

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it's monday afternoon, about 3 o'clock, i hop on the f train, transfer to the a, transfer to the 5 and get off at bowling green. (this sounds tedious, but it's really quick, actually) this is battery park, and awfully familiar. i am conquering the financial district today, but i guess i didn't realize that i had been to battery park before. i am immediately excited because the blossoms on the

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i officially began my journey to "discover new york, one borough at a time", on monday in the financial district, but the day before i did some impromptu exploring in the upper west side:chris and are awake at 7am to go to a church called redeemer. a few of his company mates attend that church, so after service we are at brunch with them at mermaid inn. (makes getting up early so worth it). it

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chris (or ck in some circles) and i have been together for almost 3 years and we have been long distance the entire time, until a week and a half ago. now we are a 10 minute bus ride away from each other. which is amazing and wonderful, and a whole lot of other adjectives. best of all, it just feels normal. i have always believed, and even more now, that distance is the perfect test of

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there comes a point in the moving process when you just start to throw away everything. (that tiny sewing machine that i used for making small purses out of placemats one Christmas - trash; that bag of old cassette tapes, including hanson's mmmbop single - trash; old notes from jr. high and high school still in their fancily folded glory.... hesitation... deep breath... trash!) after you've

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It's been a long time since I have blogged. But, I think this is the best time to start since I'ma. engaged which makes me extra reflectiveb. moving to new york in a few months which makes me extra reflectivec. it's the new year and that makes me extra reflectiveso hear are my present tendencies; my present adventures:my birthday was yesterday! this is me doing some of my favorite things:get up

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It is freezing today, literally!  There is ice everywhere and here I am grumbling about it.  Stepping carefully from my apartment to my car, grumbling.  Tip-toeing from my car to the bank, grumbling, even further to a voice lesson... etc.  'If I fall, I'm gonna sue everyone!'  I continue on like this stiffly looking down at the ground, balancing my weight on the balls of my feet, glancing up

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some days i go without combing my hair.when people flip me off while driving, i like to counter with the peace sign.i wear make-up just about every day, mostly to remind me that everyday is a special occasion.i am passionately against using shampoo. (well, at least not on hair).2 out of 3 of my house plants have died a slow and painful death.i am not ashamed of my love for real simple magazine

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breathe....i don't do well with change.  but it's coming and this time i am holding onto the moment.  this very moment as i'm sitting in my bed in my very own apartment in chicago, in logan square.  i am happy, well rested and trying not to think about the coming months.i decided to move to new york next fall.   so to start saving for that i need to get a roommate and a new place.  and though i

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it just makes more sense, leaves fall... and soup is warm.this is the first year that i have appreciated the feeling i get during this season. being a lover of summer, it's always difficult for me to say farewell to the frivolity of longer, hotter days. but this year i almost welcome this transitional season. it's here now, making itself quite comfortable, settling in. it feels like the role

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ahem, ahemin an effort to keep from complaining about today i am going to list the things that i'm grateful for:katie shields, who is probably the only person that reads this. (thanks little lady katie)the really nice lady at the laundromat who watched Selena with me and folded with me.  even though it was her job to be washing people's clothes, it was still nice to pretend that we were spending

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i walk into barnes & nobles to buy a magazine.  i look over and see martha stewart "weddings"  and i want to punch it.  i don't know where this urge comes from. i walk down the aisle of books.  sports, fiction... i catch a glimpse of the section called "love and sex".  the covers of these books show couples in naked embraces, i don't really want to punch these books.  i kinda just wanna give

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i live alone, in a small studio.  i like it.  after having roommates (great ones, good ones and bad ones) for 5 years, it's nice.  some things, however, you don't actually know about yourself until you live alone.for one, sometimes i long to be touched so much, that i wanna snuggle up to the warm body sitting next to me on the bus.  and today i really wish i had someone to hug.  this also brings

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i woke up this morning and decided to give up worrying.  for good.okay, i know this sounds a little too easy.  especially for me.  i mean, do i really want to give up something that i'm really good at?  i mean, i'm really, really good at it.  when my boyfriend first moved to new york, i would invent these terrible scenarios when he didn't call me before he went to bed, or better, before i went to

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i love spending the day.  i really just followed my whims today.  i walk to milwaukee to catch the milwaukee, but it's taking forever, and there are so many rude men making me uncomfortable, so i just hop on the blue line to damen.  i explore for awhile, go to kinkos (yes this is my idea of exploring). then i have lunch at this new vegetarian restaurant called mana food bar with a friend i

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last night i got home and started reading cleopatra's nose.  it's one of those really interesting books that you don't really get at first until you are more acquainted with the author's vernacular.  i don't usually fall asleep reading, but a few hours later, i woke up and it was completely dark.  i got up, took off my bra, and other inhibiting clothing, brushed my teeth and went back to sleep.  

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