Monday, June 28, 2010

ladies & gentlemen, a crowded subway is no excuse for unlawful sexual behavior...

My usual mad dash off the train this morning was highly unsuccessful.  Getting a seat is great in theory; in reality, it just slows you down.  But on a morning like today, having run out of my apt with wet hair and no makeup, sitting was a must.

I followed the crowd off the train and squeezed my way through the massive people puddle on the platform at Grand Central Station.

Walking up the stairs was a mess, as usual.  This is New York.  People crowd you and push from all angles.  Personal space is a luxury no one in NYC can afford - at least not those of us who spend time underground.  This is the same story every day, I just usually fly out of that train and run up the stairs so fast I avoid it entirely.

That wasn't happening today.

As I took my third, extremely slow step, I noticed something poking my butt.  Well, maybe it was slightly more of a poke/cup.  A tiny cup.  Maybe a loose pinch?  Or a few curled fingers accidentally resting underneath my butt?

No idea.  I (of course) was too embarassed to turn around.

It was awkward, so I pretended it wasn't going on and continued to make my way up the slow-moving staircase.  After about four more steps, I felt it again.

At this point, I'm thinking my face
must be bright red.  My solution?  Awkwardly shift around.  Tuck in my butt as far as possible (quite the challenge).

Now I'm thinking, there is
no way someone could possibly be touching me.  It'd be too obvious to everyone around. 

Then it clicked.  I have a bunch of bananas in my bag.  There's a good chance that bananas are to blame for all this awkwardness.

I start fidgeting/readjusting/flailing about as much as I can without being
too obvious.  If those are banana pokes I want proof!

After a few seconds of spasticity, I get something.  Not
exactly the same feeling as before, but definitely a banana.

sudoku-inspired hiatus

I have a sick addiction.  I have not been able to stop playing sudoku since I got my new blackberry... which was around the end of April... coincidentally around the same time of my last blog post.

But now that I'm almost done with all the preloaded games, it's about time to get back to blogging!!!

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

quote of the day

Wise words from a placemat:

"There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about."

- The Picture of Dorian Gray

boyfriend's coming!

My boyfriend is coming today!!!

I am SO excited :), obviously.  It's crazy to think that we've now been "officially" together for over a month and still haven't seen each other, well in person at least.  (Thank god for video chat!)  I'm so glad he's coming, it'll finally make it all seem more real haha.

Don't get ahead of yourself, he's not gonna be here for as long as you'd imagine/i'd like.  Since he has an insane work schedule his "weekends" are actually Wednesday/Thursday, which is why he's heading up today, his "Friday."

The great thing about that schedule is that it'll help when he's coming up for interviews.  He's able to come up here  at the drop of a hat (and a hefty price) without having to request any time off.

Unfortunately he doesn't have a lot lined up for this visit.  He'll be spending tomorrow morning at an interview/job
shadowing/meet-and-greet kind of thing with his company's New York branch.  But that's about it.

The upside is he'll get to spend more time hanging out with me!  I took Thursday off and'll probably be able to escape late tomorrow afternoon.

I'm just hoping the weather holds up and it's as gorgeous as it is today!  Guess I probably should've come up with a few plans...

Thursday, April 8, 2010

yes, these are things i really spend time thinking about

I can't always explain why my mind goes to the places it does.  Sometimes it just takes off.

I was watching an episode of Justified (which I'm still undecided about, but my love for Timothy Olyphant has kept me interested) when a scene with several men wearing the traditional black and white striped prison suit made me think of The Hamburglar. And it struck me - why did The Hamburglar run around in that same prison outfit?

Given the evidence below, it's safe to say he is not in custody.

So why the outfit?  Can we assume that the Hamburglar spent a considerable amount of time in jail?  Did he escape?  Did he somehow work the system to get out early or is the jail sentence for hamburglary just not so lengthy?

AND, whether he was freed or he escaped, if he is back out and up to his old burger stealing ways, would he really want to attract all that attention by walking around dressed like a convict?

At least he accessorized.

I think McDonald's probably should've put a little more time into developing his character.

And don't even get me started on Grimace.  I mean, what IS Grimace?

ride that lonely train

This is one of those new york things that just doesn't happen.

Never have I had an ENTIRE subway car to myself.  Ever.  It's probably even stranger for me to admit that it's one thing I have always wished for.  But I imagined I would at least be with a friend and we could act ridiculous, play around on the poles and take LOTS of silly pictures.

But instead I sit here all by myself.  Wondering if someone will hop on at the next stop and disrupt my solitude.  Or worse, imagining the next person to step on will be someone I would not want to be stuck in a small space with... I'm thinking of that Jodie Foster movie, The Brave One.  But as a New York woman, always making my way around the city alone, I decided It would be a good idea to never watch that movie!

It took over two years for me to end up all alone in a subway car, will it take that long again?  I just hope it could happen at more convenient opportunities.  Like the time my cousin wanted to show me a few of her pole dancing tricks.  Haha, don't get carried away, she's not a stripper.  She's actually a very conservative, petite, soon-to-be lawyer who happened to get REALLY into S Factor's pole dancing classes.  And you can't blame the girl.  It's supposed to be a great workout.  I've always wanted to try it, but I'm so spastic that it would probably be completely embarrassing.

I've now had to transfer to the 4 train and I'm no longer alone :(

Hopefully it happens again when I can enjoy it in good company!

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

how 'bout not bringing on the rain? or the frizz?

The arrival of all this nasty, nonstop rain coincides with one thing.  Uncontrollable BIG HAIR.

Spring showers and summer humidity are not my friends.  I managed to get my naturally curly hair somewhat under control last year by keeping it very long and basically never going outside.  But unfortunately, thanks to last week's trip to a new, cheap hairdresser (who's inch was MUCH bigger than mine) the long hair fix is a no go.  Just in time for the start of the humid/disgustingly wet season!

I just hope we have a summer in NYC this year.  Last year was awful.  I remember in June it rained for about 21 days that month.  Send it down to South Texas!  We could really use that kind of rain down at the ranch.

What I really can't handle is inaccurate weather reports. That really drives me crazy.  Today, I read there would be am clouds/pm sun.  Well, it's 9am and Weather Channel, you forgot to mention that it would also be extremely misty.  Thanks for that.

I'm going to get to the office looking like a poodle.  Not the best fashion statement.  Oh well, at least I won't be seeing any of our clients, etc today!

I just had a thought, maybe I should look into some type of big wave perm to change my curl pattern...  Wait.  That's more money I don't have.

*written during my morning commute, too lazy to make adjustments now

can't wake the dead. or, in this case, me.

I always imagined that the older I got, the easier it would be to get up in the mornings.  For a brief, shining moment in my life this was proving to be true.  But now it couldn't be further from it.

I like to blame it on my boyfriend, altho the fact that he lives 3000 miles away keeps that from being a totally valid reason.

My alarm goes off at 6:25am and continues to ring every 5 minutes until I'm actually up.  You would think it would be impossible to sleep through that, but trust me it's not.  It usually takes at least an hour for me to realize the alarm even started going off, then another 30 minutes or so to decide I want to get out of bed.  

My old boss at The Early Show, gave me an iHome for Christmas.  I had only been using it as an iPod player, but recently I've started using the iPod alarm feature and I have to say, it really is helping.  Waking up to Here Comes The Sun is pretty nice.

I do need to get better about waking up.  I just really love to sleep.  That may never change.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

train of thoughts

I've discovered the best time for me to actually blog. During my commute. That's right, coming at you from underground!

But really, let's face it. It's totally more productive than brickbreaker. Aaaand I've already reached a high score that I know will be impossible for me to break so it's time to put my energy/attention elsewhere!

I am slightly worried that my posts will become the typical irritated New York rant. I have to be sure to keep my commuter anger in check. But I just stepped onto the platform I can already feel the rage building...

Now typing while standing/holding on is proving to be a challenge. It's just too slow! My thoughts are flying in MUCH faster than I can type. And I fear that I'm already developing carpal tunnel. My right thumb hates me.

Oh, yaaaay!!!! SEAT!

I really should be reading my book, The Lacuna by Barbara Kingsolver. It's the first book chosen by my book club and so far it's pretty good. But since I'm a cheapo I checked it out from the Brooklyn Public Library and it is GIGANTIC. Huge hard cover. Complete with a plastic cover protecter. I feel like I'm in high school.

Another book that I'm excited to get started on is my Simple Diary. My boss is so sweet, she brought it for me from her trip to Switzerland for Baselworld. It's not an ordinary diary. Each page has a spot for you to enter the date and there are a few multiple choice questions, some open ended questions, a quote and I can't remember what else. Come on. It's got simple in the name. My kind of diary.

So far I'm a fan of train blogging. It's definitely making the ride go by faster. Hmm, altho I just thought of the downside. I'll probably get really into this and then hate when I have to stop, get off and lose my train of thought.

I wish I was a faster blackberry typer!

I'm getting off at the next stop, might as well call it quits before I get too far ahead of myself!

Saturday, March 13, 2010

quote of the day

"You can't listen to what everyone else says- you just have to dive in & get in over your head, so then you can be like 'what? I cant hear you! Im under water!'"

- my new roommate, Carolyn Zentgraf

Sunday, January 17, 2010

quote of the day

"Animation is not just for children. It is also for adults who take drugs."  

- Paul McCartney, presenting the award for best animated motion picture at the Golden Globes

I love animation.  And I don't take drugs.  What does that say about me Paul?