Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label journal. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

smoky rolls down

I don't have much to say about the day. It snowed like it was supposed to and I barely got anything done. Just typed up one and a half journals. Which, I suppose, is one and a half more than I would have done on any other day.

Went to see Dear John and liked it as far as sappy romances go. John disliked it, which wasn't a surprise.

Stayed inside and watched the snow for the rest of the day. Until, that is, it got too dark to see.

Took a lot of pictures of nothing.

All-in-all, it was worth not going to work.

Tomorrow we head to another museum. Hopefully I am feeling well enough to enjoy it.

Now, to bed.

Friday, January 22, 2010

rain on the doorstep

Just got out of work and I'm utterly exhausted and beyond glad that I have the weekend free to spend time with Douglas, Jess and her fiance John. For now I will shower, get dolled up, head to the Urban Bush Woman and then out to some dance club for Kendra's 22nd birthday. Tomorrow, I hope to do laundry and then go see Miranda at HERE. Sunday will be a movie date in the morning and then picking up Douglas from the airport or train station. (I also have to catch up with my journals and my novel. Oh lordy.)

Saturday, January 16, 2010

wolf pack

Today was a lazy day. First we wandered to The Strand bookstore which has 18 miles worth of books on bookshelves. It was super crowded and the books were a bit pricey, so I bought some postcards and a nice tote bag. Afterwards we got tacos (finally), head to Urban Outfitters for some clothing (oops), and then went home to change for the New York City Ballet. The final part of the ballet called Firebird was the best. Disclaimer: I know nothing about ballet technique so my judgement is definitely not reliable.

Now I have a headache, a purple mouth from my grape water, and bags under my eyes. Perhaps tomorrow I'll be inspired to be more graceful. And here's to hoping Patricia gives us dance lessons before this semester is over so that maybe we will know what to talk about in our journals.

Tomorrow morning I must wake up early to see a movie and then possibly head to the Museum of Natural History to learn some cool stuff about...natural history. Cheers and beers.