Punk guy on the street (sort of a goth I guess) was carrying an iguana. I couldn't tell if it was alive or a stuffed toy.
My ballet flat got stuck in a grate and I actually hopped and lost my shoe. Strangely, it didn't at all bother me to hop back and put my missing shoe back on. I suppose there are just more important things to think about instead of looking stupid.
I had a creamsicle smoothe. yeah. it was good!!
I'm starting to not mind hipsters. However, fake hipsters bother me more. Real hipsters have come to a point where a flannel is just a "shirt." And those elf booty things are "shoes." And not combing your hair is "styled hair." Okay, I can see that. But fake hipsters have this air about them that just pisses me off. I saw this girl today carefully angling her cigarette up to give herself extra "flair" and she was wearing this huge flannel, those black 80s sunglasses, some huge belt, elf booty looking things but w/ heels, and god knows what else. It's like she studied every hipster stylebook that morning and wore it all at once, complete with the practiced cigarette move. Ick. I think I actually rolled my eyes.
I've revised my list of personal/professional goals for like the billionth time this month. I guess that is a drawback to my personality type and career. It gets a bit annoying being so obsessed w/ improvement, but eh, whatever. I guess my slothlike tendencies balance it all out.
I painted a picture of a unicorn, because I remember having a dream once that I considered as ridiculous as unicorns and rainbows. So I painted a unicorn. And also a rainbow. And I hung them up on my wall to remind me of that.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
funny things!
So there I am on the subway. Going to therapy!!! I am a true NYer now. LOL. I'm seriously loooving it though. I should have gone long ago. It's like having cold ice water poured all over you and then you're like "ahhh" and suddenly everything makes more sense. Or, it's like opening and downing a refreshing softdrink in a commercial in the 80's.
So I'm on the subway holding onto a pole in the center part. There are about four other people also holding on, so our hands are all in the center like we're spokes on a wheel. There is quite an ettitquete here in NYC where you try to NOT touch strangers hands as that's weird. So you try to give people an inch or two of hand space away from yours, rigth? right.
This quite cute guy on the other side of the pole is NOT holding onto the pole, but doing the "I'm too cool to hold on" thing and pressing a closed fist against the pole. I mean, those who have been raised on the subways can sometimes do amazing acts of balance, but that is kinda stretching it. He he also looking completely behind him at something on the wall.
Just then the subway car jumps (so we all jerk to the side as is normal). His hand instinctively grabs onto the pole, except with his head completely behind him, he can't tell where he's grabbing -- and he instead grabs right onto my wrist!! Yes, he grabs my wrist hard! My wrist was actually red. So I'm like "woah!" and he (suddenly looking mortified) avoids eye contact, not so much as a "oh, I'm sorry! sheepish look." he continues to look at his shoes, after moving his hand from my wrist back to the pole. The little high school girl next to me is totally laughing into her chest. He gets off at the next stop, and I had a feeling it wasn't his stop yet :)
This was some feat because he actually reached all the way arrooound the pole, so he grabbed behind it and grabbed my wrist. It was truly odd -- it would have been hard to do that if you were watching, much less w/ your head behind you.
Note to subway passengers: please don't grab random stranger's wrists. Hold onto the poles instead.
On the way back, I went to starbucks. Then I bought shoes. The most amazing shoes ever! Those little boot-like things with high-heels stuck on the bottoms that just go to your ankle. They're so much more comfy than heels and I can wear them all through fall and winter if I spray them (one is suede). The other has two big bows on the heels made out of the same dark gray material (that reminds me of a suit jacket). yay.
So I'm on the subway holding onto a pole in the center part. There are about four other people also holding on, so our hands are all in the center like we're spokes on a wheel. There is quite an ettitquete here in NYC where you try to NOT touch strangers hands as that's weird. So you try to give people an inch or two of hand space away from yours, rigth? right.
This quite cute guy on the other side of the pole is NOT holding onto the pole, but doing the "I'm too cool to hold on" thing and pressing a closed fist against the pole. I mean, those who have been raised on the subways can sometimes do amazing acts of balance, but that is kinda stretching it. He he also looking completely behind him at something on the wall.
Just then the subway car jumps (so we all jerk to the side as is normal). His hand instinctively grabs onto the pole, except with his head completely behind him, he can't tell where he's grabbing -- and he instead grabs right onto my wrist!! Yes, he grabs my wrist hard! My wrist was actually red. So I'm like "woah!" and he (suddenly looking mortified) avoids eye contact, not so much as a "oh, I'm sorry! sheepish look." he continues to look at his shoes, after moving his hand from my wrist back to the pole. The little high school girl next to me is totally laughing into her chest. He gets off at the next stop, and I had a feeling it wasn't his stop yet :)
This was some feat because he actually reached all the way arrooound the pole, so he grabbed behind it and grabbed my wrist. It was truly odd -- it would have been hard to do that if you were watching, much less w/ your head behind you.
Note to subway passengers: please don't grab random stranger's wrists. Hold onto the poles instead.
On the way back, I went to starbucks. Then I bought shoes. The most amazing shoes ever! Those little boot-like things with high-heels stuck on the bottoms that just go to your ankle. They're so much more comfy than heels and I can wear them all through fall and winter if I spray them (one is suede). The other has two big bows on the heels made out of the same dark gray material (that reminds me of a suit jacket). yay.
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