Monday, June 28, 2010

The Gowanus Canal


It has chlamydia. Fact.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Amore

I adore this place.
I adore the gross-smelling streets.
I adore the late subways.
I adore the humidity (ok, not so much, but I can handle it!!)
I adore the skylines at dusk.
I adore my teeny bedroom.
I adore my huge bathroom.
I adore reading on the subway.
I adore walking through random streets in Manhattan.
I adore every street I've stepped foot on in Brooklyn.
I adore NYC happy hours.
I adore rooftops.
I adore food delivery.
I adore flea markets.
I adore confusing subways at 3 am on Saturday nights when I'm drunk.
I adore the Q train going over the Manhattan Bridge.

I love my life... more that I could have possibly expected. I'm not intimidated; I'm not scared. I'm well-adjusted. I'm making friends. I understand the subways.

And I'm in serious danger of losing my newfound bliss. I still don't have a job and if I don't find one soon, I'm going back to CA with my tail between my legs. I'm terrified to lose this heaven I've built for myself.

More than anything, I just don't want to leave.

Little Ms. Martha Stewart

I have a lot of time on my hands. And frankly, that's me being generous. I've been spending a lot of time cooking to same money, which is a good thing even if it results from pure boredom. My latest creation (tomato basil quiche... def as good as it looks!):

Ew.

Remember when I got hurt? Well... the nail fell off today. I'm deliberately not posting a picture, (because, well, EW!) but I now only have 9 nails. I put a splint on it because I cant look at it. Can we all hope this shit grows back quickly??

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Best. Service. Ever.

I sent out my laundry for the first time. Seems a little weird to have someone else handling your dirty clothes, right? That's exactly what I thought, but MAN... I'm converted. I paid what I would have for 4 loads anyway, and got everything back (clean, sorted and neatly folded) the next day. Love.

Friday, June 4, 2010

Dusk in Brooklyn

I wish this picture could give you even the slightest hint of how gorgeous this really was.

Office of Blame

I was wandering through Williamsburg about a week ago and there was a block of these. A few of my faves: