According to facebook it’s our anniversary today. Also this is the girl who helped me with the draft when I couldn’t get online so she’s somethin’ special.
I love that some of the biggest football fans I know are from Mexico City. Right now I miss them to pieces (even the fucking Steelers fan) and would do anything to get some chelas with ‘em, cause there is a definite void now that they’re no longer in New York.
Today was nice, and reminded me of why I have some amazing friends who let me cry and tell me I can’t pick boys ever and sit with me in bars to do v immature things. I guess I’m still sad things have apparently ended so suddenly, but I’m kind of grateful and lucky to know that there are some cool people here to help catch me when I slip up.
See: a penis mold at the Cincinnati Museum Center.
Modupe came over and brought basically a dark version of Delerium, and Em brought wine home, I watched some America’s Next Top Model and Veronica Mars so basically I’m thankful for friends and roomates that will wallow with me.
Stolen from Modupe: this is why you should go to Six Flags on a weekday before school lets out (this is also why you should have a flexible work schedule). We did 14 roller coasters in 9 hours. Rode Kingda Ka three times. Good day.
Goodbyes are the worst: this kid went back to Korea yesterday and I won’t see him for at least two years! People need to stop leaving New York it’s making me v sad. :(
Skipped out on the rooftop party and club, and now Josh and I are drinking margaritas and watching SNL.
5.5 mile run to/around Prospect Park, amazing brunch in Dumbo, Smorgasboard, taking visitors to various flea markets in Williamsburg, margaritas, home. I’m not sure if it’s the amazing weather or the fact that I am done, but Brooklyn, you have my heart.
Turns out there’s plenty to do when I have a life, but I decided to go to the park with my roomates instead, then do happy hour on a patio. Follow up with some giant margaritas and tacos, go to Williamsburg, and end up dancing with some of my best friends from study abroad because why not? So yesterday was perfect and the weather was amazing, and I wish I could take that Saturday, fold it up, and idk put it in my pocket so that when my life is a disaster (see: today or tomorrow probably) I can be like “oh but I had that one Saturday in which New York was my playground and it was pretty fucking rad.”
update: i stopped replying to the scary old man on okcupid and his reaction was to SEND ME HIS NUMBER?????
i am pretty much 3% human and 97% stress
I will find my intern predecessor Corey.
I will destroy him.
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