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__nonsensical @ 2007-02-23T18:44:00

2007-02-23T23:47:41Z

Reading Brooklyn Vegan is bad for my health. Everyday I read stories on bands coming to clubs that I love or events happening that only happen there and it makes me hate being here even more.

This summer, I lived near Union Square. There's a pillow fight there this weekend. I want to go so bad.

__nonsensical @ 2006-12-08T04:55:00

2006-12-08T08:55:30Z

November was the worst month of my life.

I'm so glad it's over. Unfortunately, the effects of November are still carrying over through the beginning of December. I don't think people understand how truly sorry I am for being the way I've been the past month.

With that said, no one will ever fully know everything I went through last month. Everything I thought I knew was completely turned upside down. Literally.

I'm not looking forward to next semester. The difficulty of this semester will make next a lot more difficult. I really need a new start and serious focus.

Someone made a promise to me that next semester was going to be happy again. I hope they were right.

I hope they were right.

Only 4 class, 5 papers, 6 finals and 1 thesis lie between me and graduation.

__nonsensical @ 2006-11-21T13:51:00

2006-11-21T17:51:54Z

I'm beginning to apply for jobs.

Jobs that I'm qualified for. Jobs that I'm interested in. Jobs all across the country. Jobs in New York, Chicago, L.A., Pheonix, and even D.C.

I don't really know how to deal with this right now.

This is a copy of my resume. What do you think of the look (not the text or anything like that)? I'm trying to go for something that's a little more design based since I'm applying to a lot of design jobs.

I'm not entering into this process with high hopes. I'm primarily doing this just so that I get my name out there and that I get accustomed to the interviewing process. Also, I still want to go to London, Barcelona, Paris... wherever next summer.

This is all becoming really stressful and really exciting at the same time. I didn't think there'd be jobs that I was qualified for...

FRONT PAGE!

2006-10-19T18:57:31Z

My article about "American Hardcore" finally made it into the newspaper. Not only is it in the newspaper, but it's on the front page of the arts section (featured article!). I haven't had a featured article since... my Virginia Coalition article in April of 2005. I'm long overdue :)

I think today will be a good day.

__nonsensical @ 2006-10-16T19:41:00

2006-10-16T23:44:30Z

I found out today that I do have what the doctor in New York thought I had. The only good thing: I can finally attribute all my sick days to an actual ailment.

I'm honestly going to be living in agony until the 2nd when I can see a real doctor about this.

I need a hug.

__nonsensical @ 2006-10-10T16:29:00

2006-10-10T20:30:56Z

I'm going to the MTVu Woodie Awards :)

Who wants to go with me? It's October 25 but I plan on being back by the morning of the 26th.

What else?

2006-09-22T16:44:49Z

When I woke up this morning, I was happy. Ready for today to start because it wasn't going to be as emotional as Wednesday or as exhausting as yesterday.

However, I woke up late this morning when I should've gotten to the Hatchet early. Now, we're facing the same issues from Tuesday/Wednesday and there's nothing I can do about it. When I was on my way to work this morning, I was going to fill up the water bottle, but there wasn't enough water in the Brita and I didn't feel like filling it up because I was already late. So I put the bottle back in my purse without realizing I screwed off the lid and when I got to work my phone was floating in a pool of water in the bottom of my purse. It doesn't work. Then, I called my mom to have her call me on the Hatchet line because my phone doesn't work. While we were on the phone, I heard a loud crash and my mom yelled, "I hit a deer, I have to go."

I started crying at the Hatchet again. I can't keep doing this. Ryan, the new business manager, came back and hugged me, but it didn't help the crying.

Will someone please tell me what else can happen today? Just give me some fair warning.

__nonsensical @ 2006-09-08T02:46:00

2006-09-08T06:52:38Z

September is always the hardest month.

Battling between changing classes, changing weather, and changing jobs everything just gets so fucked up in September.

I was expecting to be miserable this month so I decided to take 16 credits, two internships, and keep my two jobs at the Hatchet. This week, I skipped my internship at DCide because I was too tired, got behind on my MTVu stuff, and worked 15 hours at the Hatchet. Because I planned for the worst and took on all this responsibility, life played a funny little trick and worked out the way I wanted. Now I'm not sad, so I'm less willing to completely throw myself into whatever work I'm doing.

I feel so jaded this year. I don't know what this summer did to me but I don't know how long I'm going to be able to survive here. I already have three trips planned for this semester to get out of here, but with all the work I doubt I'll be able to.

I should be sleeping now.

Ugh.

__nonsensical @ 2006-08-30T12:20:00

2006-08-30T16:23:28Z

Kristine and I are no longer allowed to consume buckets of anything. Especially Cosmopolitans. I definitely fell asleep in the bathroom with the lights off and couldn't find my way out when I woke up. Nor did I know where I was.

In other news ... I have four tickets to the

REDSKINS V. RAVENS

Preseason game tomorrow night in Maryland at 8pm. The only hitch: I need to find three people who actually like football enough to go to a preseason game. Oh, did I mention that the tickets are one

THE 50 YARD LINE A FEW ROWS BACK!

Yeah. So if YOU like football, call me and we'll catch a bus out to Lanham tomorrow for some free footbal :)

__nonsensical @ 2006-08-22T01:49:00

2006-08-22T05:48:03Z

i miss new york.
i miss feeling pretty.
i miss loving my (unpaid) job.

TGTBTU

2006-08-22T02:40:06Z

The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of this week thus far:
The Good:
I've bought amazing clothes (for cheap!) and really hot shoes
My panini maker is the coolest thing ever (ask me what my latest desert concoction is!)
I'm totally packed for school
I've sold FOUR books on Amazon in 22 hours (for a total of $100)

The Bad:
I'm not working out (there's a perfectly good elliptical upstairs)
I've spent a lot of money on back-to-school stuff
I can't stop making things in my panini maker
there's no cell reception out here

The Ugly:
I'm going to have to see my stepmom before the end of this week
I won't have roommates until nearly a week after I move in
I almost cut out my knuckle with a giant serated knife when making my first panini

__nonsensical @ 2006-08-17T13:59:00

2006-08-17T18:04:20Z

I'm on a total pop/r&b kick right now. I can't stop playing Christina Aguilera, Justin Timberlake and Beyonce.

Speaking of Beyonce, watch the YouTube video below. It's crazy. It's probably one of the best "you-cheated-on-me-but-I-still-love-you-and-won't-let-you-go" songs by a girl. Very angry. Very awesome.

PS - the Chic-Fil-A in the Marvin Center isn't ready yet. I'm highly disappointed. It looks like it's going to be another year where the student center isn't ready for the students to come back to campus. I'm so glad I only have another year at this school.

VICTORY IS MINE!

2006-08-10T06:24:40Z

All day long I fought hard for this cover for the magazine. The editor wanted to do something that resembled the "Four Marilyns" by Andy Warhol, but we (the business offie) kept telling her that her idea wasn't magazine-y. Here's my design :::

It's a vast improvement over last year's cover... and it actually looks like a magazine. I'm so proud of this and I truly think this will help me get a job next year.

PS - That's not the final. The text obviously needs to be tweaked, but it's a good idea of what it's going to look like. :)

__nonsensical @ 2006-08-03T16:30:00

2006-08-03T20:33:03Z

My MTV boss just spelled MTV wrong in an email.

Jobs Galore

2006-08-02T18:17:10Z

A month ago, I received an email from the American Studies department stating that all students are required to have internships in the fall as part of our practicum program. This came about two days after I'd decided not to take an internship anywhere and, instead, get a second job at Urban Outfitters or Gap or something that I could take with me wherever I move next May.

Ever since last Thursday, I've been in a desperate rush to get an internship. I sent out three resumes Friday morning at about 4:00am and hadn't heard from any of the intern coordinators. Yesterday, when Kelley was eating lunch she told me to stop asking her for things to do and I asked if I could make some phone calls.

I called Warehouse Next Door, Black Cat, and On Tap magazine and left messages at each of the places. Next, I called DCide Records and was told to email the manager there and they'd get back to me within a week. Well, 10 minutes later, I got an email asking for an interview.

I also emailed the Washington Spark to be a News Team Coordinator. The editor emailed me back moments later saying that I was too qualified to be a coordinator and instead offered me the job of Arts Editor.

The last email went to MTVu's Marketing Department. I just had a phone interview with the coordinator (which is ridiculous because I'm in the Starbucks in the same building as MTV right now). After a few questions, she offered me the job of MTVu Campus Representative for GW. It's a less than 10 hour a week commitment (which means I might be able to do the DCide job as well) that lasts for a year. I'll get into free shows and get to be a reporter. Normally, she said, they only hire freshmen or sophomores because they'll be able to commit longer to MTV, but because I'm so qualified (HER WORDS!!!), she said she'd make an exception for me.

So while I'm incredibly happy about the job, I must complete (well, start) this paper on Madonna 1985 v. Madonna 2005 for my rock class. But I'm almost done packing so that means that I might actually get to enjoy the Sleater-Kinney (their third to last show EVER!) tonight. Andy better kiss Kelley's ass A LOT so that we can get in.

Ahhhhhhhhh. It's almost over.

PS - Kristine, you're almost old. :)

__nonsensical @ 2006-08-01T21:40:00

2006-08-02T01:40:15Z

I hate being a control freak. It makes me worry and stress about health issues that are beyond my control. It doesn't matter how much Jack or my mom or Caitrin tells me not to worry about it, I do anyway.

I just want to know what's wrong.

__nonsensical @ 2006-07-27T14:26:00

2006-07-27T18:30:21Z

As soon as I get back to DC (and have some money... see last post), I'm going to buy ALL of these tickets for shows at the Black Cat:

1. Dirty On Purpose w/ Say Hi To Your Mom August 22
2. Rainer Maria September September 15
3. Architecture in Helsinki September September 25
4. The French Kicks October 3
5. Be Your Own Pet October 5
6. Art Brut w/ The Spinto Band October 17
7. Tapes n Tapes October 31

SO MUCH STRESS

2006-07-27T09:26:56Z

I know I'm supposed to be in bed right now, especially considering that, at the most, I'm only going to be getting about 4 hours of sleep tomorrow night, but I have so many things going on in my head right now that I couldn't possibly sleep.

I'm super poor again. Also, I'm going to be spending at least $35 more this weekend than I thought I would. I was supposed to be my boss's "plus one" at the festival, but when she was asked for a name, she gave another intern's name instead of mine. Now, that intern has a spare ticket (and I have none) and she needs someone to buy it off of her. I'm really pissed because the entire reason I booked the flight was because I had the free ticket. So for the past few weeks, I've only budgeted $100 for the ENTIRE weekend including food while we're at the festival and in airports and now 35% of that is gone. Also, everyone wants to go to a pre-festival kick-off concert at the Metro (a club I've always wanted to go to) and I'm pretty sure the tickets have already been ordered (at $22.25 for bands I've never even listened to). So for my $100 budget, I'm already out $57.25 and we don't leave for another 24 hours.

I'm fucked. And I'm so pissed that I can't even sleep. I'm hoping that Rachel will split the ticket with me since it's not really fair that she all of the sudden gets the free ticket.

I'm becoming so frugal with my money (what I have left, not what I spent at Starbucks in the past two days) that I'm even thinking to save $28 (yet go two hours out of my way) to get back to the District. That would mean me dragging my luggage on the Jersey Transit, then the SEPTA (maybe see Jack on the way), THEN on AMTRAK. Also, I really need a haircut and I'm even considering of taking MY PRECIOUS HAIR to a beauty school in order to get an $18 non-Supercuts haircut.

There's no more asking my parents for money. Dad is too busy and still doesn't understand why I'm working two jobs for free. Well, I don't really understand that either. Mom is poor. She can barely afford to feed herself. She told me she's selling the newest house again in a year despite her promise to me that she'd live in the same house for at least 5 years (something she hasn't done in my entire life).

Hopefully, I'll be able to take a nap after work while Kelley and her brother are at the Brand New concert.

Ugh. Akwjero9wiejrjgo0dkfjgvosdiekfjskdfjwq38472937482kjszdnfaowiej.

__nonsensical @ 2006-07-26T15:29:00

2006-07-26T19:31:14Z

This week, my assignment for my rock class was to write a critical analysis of a music video. I chose one of my favorite songs "Maps" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs because I'd never actually seen the video and, after watching it over and over again, I love the song even more than I did a few days ago.

Lisa asked me to post my assignment (because it's one of her favorites and we both want to be Karen O.) so here it is:

In the back of a school cafeteria, members of a production crew get cups of coffee while taking a break from filming. Balloons tied to tables and posters plastered on pillars suggest the crew won’t be there much longer. They must get these last few takes before children begin filling the room again. The director calls, “House lights! Stage!” and the room goes dark.

The room is the setting of the 2003 Yeah Yeah Yeahs music video for “Maps,” directed by Patrick Daughters. The concept, a four-minute “video within a video” depicting a performance by the New York-based trio, complements the simplistic song by focusing on the singer’s emotions to illustrate the nervousness and desperation of the situation.

The lights all point to guitarist Nick Zinner and drummer Brian Chase as they take the stage with just an uninterested and unsympathetic crowd before them. The stage looks like that of a high school talent show but the artists quickly prove they’re not amateurs as Zinner begins to play the ominous guitar intro. All attention turns to the lead singer Karen O. despite Chase’s grandiose drumming joins the guitars. Karen slowly lifts the microphone to her mouth, takes a deep breath, and begins to sing.

In this shot, like most throughout the video, the attention is focused on Karen. The audience rarely sees Zinner and Chase save for a few shots of them playing their instruments. Even during these shots, they never make eye contact with the camera or the audience. The emotions of the song’s scenario are displayed entirely by Karen’s expressions (shown primarily in close-ups) instead of relying on actors to perform a dramatic reenactment of the song. Karen seems nervous as she grips the microphone for dear life, never removing a hand. Thinking she can fool the audience and the song’s subject, she sings, “Pack up, I’m straight.” But she can’t hide the truth from the camera. Karen bounces nervously with anticipation and the camera steps away from the singer for the first time.

As the camera pans over the audience before the beginning of the second verse, the room appears to be out of focus and the crowd indifferent to the performers. When analyzing the lyrics directly after this point, it seems as though Daughters’ is reinforcing that the situation is out of focus for the people in the song. As the camera comes back into focus, Karen begs her lover to stay by saying, “Made off, don’t stray,” and promises that things haven’t changed by singing, “My kind’s your kind, I’ll stay the same.” These statements, made desperate by her physical emotions, seem to come from an actual dispute between the singer and a lover.

It’s at this point when Karen first shows real emotion. All the tense feelings have gone out of her body and she seems to put passion into her argument, almost as if she’s reliving the yelling and screaming in this instance. With each repetitively desperate plea (“Wait! They don’t love you like I love you.”), Karen becomes more and more overwhelmed with emotion matching both the anxiety of the song and the quickening of the guitar and drums.

As Zinner and Chase take control during the bridge, again, attention is focused on Karen clutching the microphone. The audience sees Karen – lips quivering, eyes growing heavy, and a single tear on her cheek – as she’s about to make her final plea for her lover to stay. As she brings the microphone back to her mouth, the audience is shown again, this time in focus but still not paying attention. Like the person she’s trying to hold on to, the audience is unmoved by her argument and ready to move on. As the spotlight lights her face, she loses all physical emotion for the first time in the song. She closes her eyes and says “they don’t love you like I love you” one last time.

It’s Zinner and Chase’s turn to close the song with their final commanding instrumentations. Again, little attention is paid to them as all the stage lights begin to blur and elongate as they would to a tearful observer. This lighting technique works to evoke the feeling of confusion and distortion Karen is feeling about the scenario. Daughters’ use of the lighting technique at this time is highly effective as the singer looks as if she’s given up all hope after singing those final words. Breathing heavy, she stands still, closes her eyes, and bows her head in defeat.

The music video “Maps” relies solely on the emotions of the singer-songwriter Karen O. as she relives an intense moment of her life. By focusing just on her, and using minor filming techniques such as the distortion of the lights toward the end, Daughters effectively captures the emotions of a highly dramatic song proving the often-stated theory that less is more.

LISTS GALORE

2006-07-20T06:39:58Z

Ohmigod. I feel like Katie with all the lists I've been making lately. I even began making a list for how many different ways this one girl says "like" in my class.

Thursday 7/20
• ~~call Mom (her birthday)~~
• cash check
• finish two articles for loose
• buy a suitcase on grandma's credit card
• buy tickets for YYY's on 8/12
• begin to work on the insider

Friday 7/21
• ~~go to the most dreaded doctor's appointment of my entire life~~
• ~~maybe get a haircut~~ [didn't get one]
• ~~get on a train to philly~~

Saturday 7/22
• relax at Jack's until 3:30ish
• get back into the city by 6:00 to make $15 at Bowery
• do readings for class
OR
• ~~relax at Jack's until 4:30ish~~
• ~~do homework while Jack's at work~~ [napped and watched L&O with his parents instead]
• ~~hang out after Jack gets off work~~

Sunday 7/23
• study all day and write my paper
OR
• ~~wake up late while Jack's at work~~
• do homework while Jack's at work
• ~~wait for him to come home, then hang out~~

Monday 7/24
• show up to Filter sometime after Mike calls me
• class at 6:20
OR
• come back to the city around noon
• show up to Filter sometime after Mike calls me
• class at 6:20

Tuesday 7/25
• intern at Bowery from 12-7
• prepare questions for Wednesday's class

Wednesday 7/26
• intern at Filter 11:30-5:30
• class 6:20-9, lead discussion
• begin packing for home/Chicago
• sleep

Thursday 7/27
• intern at Bowery 12-7
• pack for Chicago
• go to Queens

Friday 7/28
• get on a 6am plane to Chicago
• go to a Chicago Cubs/St. Louis Cardinals game
• party late with Art Brut
• go to bed

Saturday 7/29
• Pitchfork Music Festival Day 1

Sunday 7/30
• Pitchfork Music Festival Day 2

Monday 7/31
• get back from Chicago at 11
• pack for home
• do readings/work on paper
• class at 6:20

Tuesday 8/1
• intern at Bowery 12-7
• pack for home
• finish paper

Wednesday 8/2
• intern at Filter 11:30-5:30
• class at 6:20
• Sleater-Kinney

Thursday 8/3
• intern at Bowery 12-7
• pack for home

Friday 8/4
• mail stuff home
• intern at Filter 11:30-5:30
• pack final things
• Bowery dinner

Saturday 8/5
• go home (wherever that is)

PROCRASTINATION

2006-07-17T03:34:08Z

I keep telling myself that I don't want to have an internship or another stressor in the fall, but I think I'm going to anyway. I only have two semesters left and I feel like I have to do as much as possible with the limited time I have left.

Tonight, instead of revising my paper, I revised my resume adding LooseRecord and Filter (let's just hope they don't know Mike and call for a reference). I also altered it so that it's easier to read and so that there's more emphasis on the jobs I've had instead of equal emphasis on that and my school work. The school part isn't so good so I really want to focus on the fact that I've had a different internship for the past 4 semesters and have worked in almost every facet of the music industry.

I'm going to call the Black Cat tomorrow and see if they have any jobs working the door or internships in the office. I also applied for internships at Dischord and DCide. Hopefully, they'll get back to me sooner rather than later.

I'm also going to apply to Urban to get a discount. ALSO, if I work at Urban for a year, I could transfer when I move to whatever city I'm moving to in May and make some extra cash while I try to find a job or take a job that doesn't pay well (which I'm expecting will be the scenario).

Every time I drink, I'm reminded again why I don't drink.

2006-07-16T21:24:38Z

Despite being at Coney Island at 9:30 yesterday morning, the entire day was completely and totally fun. I've officially been deemed (by myself) the worst Filter intern ever. I should've honestly just quite by now.

The previous day, my suitcase broke due to all the crap Mmike put in it so I had to drag the suitcase on the flimsy inner wheels instead of the studry outer wheels that used to be over the inner wheels. It was fun. My arms are SO sore right now.

Amy and I got there super early and set up. The Coney Locals were taking stuff from our table as early as 10:30 (Siren didn't start until 12). I have no clue what some of the J.Lo. wannabes wanted with our Wolfmother posters and Strokes FilterMini's but they took them anyway.

Around noon, Mike and the two interns I don't like left our booth for like an hour and the rest of the time they didn't do shit when Amy, Mark and I were left to cover the table for nearly 5 hours straight without ANY help (10:30-3:00). We had to hand shit out, answer questions, restock the table, and take pictures for marketing purposes. Eventually, everyone came back to the tent and I asked Mike if he needed me, he said no, so I booked it out of there and met Andy and them in the drink tent.

It was there that I lost the memories of most of the day. We downed a drink before watching Dirty On Purpose. We weren't allowed to take the drinks out of the tent so we had to finish it. We toasted with Johnny Beach, Julia, and Josh and I finished my vodka (with a splash of cranberry juice). Halfway through Dirty on Purpose, we ran across the boardwalk to see Tapes N Tapes where we downed yet another drink (again mostly vodka and very little cranberry) before the show. I told Andy and Hilary that I must cut back but they just got me more drinks.

I think we headed back over the the Stillwell Stage VIP tent where I had two screwdrivers in the 30 minutes we were waiting for Art Brut to come on. I feel like we saw another band after this... but I don't remember. I remember walking to the subway but not getting on it and riding for what seemed like a lifetime and Andy hitting the guy sitting next to him like 60 times.

Andy, Hilary and I sat in Union Square for awhile and talked about stuff. It was fun. They want me to come visit them next year so they can take me out in wild and crazy Newark, Delaware. They walked me home which was good because I was way too drunk to walk on my own. I think I was still drunk at 4:30 this morning.

On a completely disturbing side note, Amy told me that Filter Mike has had everything peirced. Everything. Including his ears (with gauges), tongue, and Little Mike. So fucking disturbing. I wish it was one of the things I forgot about yesterday.

I'm drunk again.

2006-07-16T04:29:27Z

I think today was the most awkward day of my entire life.

Goodnight.

umm... what's wrong with me?

2006-07-14T01:44:47Z

Today... I decided to take on my fourth job for the summer.

Why might you ask?

Because, apparently, I'm a masochist.

So now I'm writing for Loose Record a blog run by Jay who works at the Bowery with me. I really probably shouldn't be doing this seeing as I'm working for Bowery (and taking on paid door/merch shifts), Filter, and the Hatchet (which is quickly picking up the pace AND taking classes.

Next semester I'm defintely not having an internship. I can't handle it. And I need to take a break from working for free. Plus, a lot of people are graduating next semester and coming back from abroad (hopefully) so I want to spend more time with them.

Ugh. I need to put a schedule of my next few days just for the hell of it.

Tonight
- write article for loose (not sure how long)
- work on media kit as much as possible (it's two weeks past deadline)

tomorrow
- go to filter and pick up stuff for Siren
- finish media kit/spend all day on the phone with howie
- tweak magazine designs/play email tag with maura

saturday
- wake up at 7
- be on the train to coney island by 8:30
- arrive in coney island by 9:30
- work the filter booth for free and without many breaks to see bands that i've been dying to see all summer for nine hours straight
- be home by 11?

sunday
- revise my paper (it wasn't due yesterday!!)
- finish the readings (i actually started them!!)
- work on the magazine

monday
- filter 11:30-5:30
- class 6:20-9:00
- homework til i pass out

tuesday
- bowery 11:30-7:00
- merch shift 7:30-12:00

wednesday
- filter 11:30-5:30 (? not sure because nipple ring man is going out of the country)
- class 6:20-9:00

__nonsensical @ 2006-07-12T23:51:00

2006-07-13T03:52:45Z

This weekend was SO MUCH fun. I know it's a little late to update (and a little silly), but I'm going to anyways.

Friday = Camera Obscura. Really fun. Really drunk. My bosses bought me drinks when the other intern made it his mission to get me drunk. My boss thinks he likes me. I'm going to ignore that conversation and pretend I can't remember it since I was drunk.

Saturday = laziness. I did nothing but watch tennis and nap and it was one of the best days I've had in New york thus far. I bought two gorgeous dresses at Anthropologie which I will post pictures as soon as I wash my hair and get pretty (and my roommates leave so that I can do a personal photoshoot).

Sunday, Jack and I watched the World Cup game at a diner. We came home to take a nap (the first time we've gotten to sleep in the same bed since I visited Prague). That night, we went to the Cursive show at the Mercury Lounge. Kelley originally told me that Jack would have to pay since it was sold out for weeks before the show. HOWEVER, Kelley was coming down from the apartment upstairs (where we work) and let us in for free. It was fun. Then Jack had falafel (which I finally figured out is fried chick pea and fava beans).

Monday we woke up late. It was great. We shopped for a bit at Strand (my new favorite store) and I bought two books (one hardcover) for $7.02. We headed over to Carnegie Deli where I ate an overpriced (and pretty bad) bacon, egg, and cheese sandwich so Jack could live his childhood (and by childhood I mean recent because he's a 12 year old in a 24 year old's body) dream of eating a massive pastrami sandwich.

"The Woody Allen"

Where to begin?

After several minutes of eating around the sandwich,
he finally takes a bite.

After the deli, we walked to Bryant Park, this nifty little park in the middle of Times Square that was showing "Bullitt". Some man with a deep New York accent commented on my backpiece saying that the colors are better than any tattoo he's seen (or something like that). Jack thought he was going to say something about my boobs. I did too.

We arrived at the park at 4pm, the park was blocked off and there were people sitting to the side. We took a seat and waited til 5. After the ropes were removed and everyone had their blankets and picnic accessories, the guards made the motion (which we didn't see) and everyone RAN to the middle of the grass to get their seats for the movie. Jack and I had made a deal that he'd run and I'd carry all of our stuff. Well...

he ran.

Right to the center of the field where everyone else was going. He claims he knocked over a family of 5 to get the spot (which was amazing) but I didn't see that. He layed the blanket down and we sat down next to these guys who are apparently Bryant Park Pros. They had 20+ blankets, margaritas frozen into bags, and ordered pizza. They said they had 30-50 people coming.

It was honestly the most New York thing I've done since I've been here. I wish I could do that every Monday night but I have class... blah blah blah.

That was an unneccessarily long LJ post but it was fun and I had a good weekend and earned super brownie points.