Twentysomething
Of course, there are uncertainties here – I mean, New York is outrageous! But it's the feeling that everything can be deduced, that everything follows a plan, that is unsettling. I mean, what can really happen tomorrow?
New York
dresser. The chance to spend $20 on a drink for some peroxided bitter girl who'd rather scan the room for richer dudes (I'm not bitter, I have a gf!).
New York
Saw Munich yesterday. Excellent movie – ambiguous in its answers but very precise in its delivery.
New York
I'm turning reminiscent as New York fades from view. So to borrow from NY Metro, I've made my top 2 reasons of why I love New York.
Twentysomething
For whatever reasons – true or not and justifiable or not – the MTA and union workers decided to behave like kids at the expense of 7 million New Yorkers for the past three days. The MTA workers walked off their jobs on Monday night, and the subways and buses for the
Twentysomething
Feels like I'm in limbo – not really living in NY any longer but not in any way am on the road yet.
Twentysomething
Some days I just feel like water dripping on cement. Or is it cement being systematically annoyed by the drip drip of water? Well, some days sure feels like today, for whatever reason that chance has decided to use.
Twentysomething
When thoughts have been blocked their normal passage through conception, fertilization and expulsion, they burst from their repression at the slightest provocation, like the sweetness of caramel in an otherwise plain cup of latte. Back at Supercore – it's been a while. They make the best lattes. Winter came
New York
I spent the day shopping in the Chinatown market for the perfect ingredients to my Thai shrimp sweet and sour soup. Wound my way around a couple of vegetable stands before finding the right herbs.
Twentysomething
It's a brilliant model, the porn industry. Get your consumers addicted to the freebies like Pictures of the Day and 30 second clips and keep them coming back for more
New York
Took the subway. It was raining, a mad searing rain. Rain popping off the sidewalk like machine gun fire rattling. Rain pouring down through the pavement cracks onto the train tracks – like leaky faucets scattered through the underground.
Twentysomething
Somehow, I really like bus rides. I know some people who will never or has never set a foot on a bus but well, who cares about them, all I care is that I really like bus rides.