It's the little things
The following things brightened my day this week:
-having a woman I don't know at work (works in the next aisle of cubes) compliment my new skirt. She said it flows nicely when I walk. It has lots of layers, and I had fun with them every time I walked to the printer for the rest of the day
-leftover cookies from the CEO's office in the kitchen. Pecan pie bars with chocolate chips are heaven. Heaven.
Oh God, will it ever stop raining?
Friday, I got caught in an utter downpour walking between Grand Central Station and the Midtown Manhattan Branch of the public library. I had an umbrella; I was still soaked to the waist. Not cool. So I checked out the first Harry Potter book and went home to dry out and eat take-out and read. It was so pleasant it almost made the rain worth it. Almost.
Last night it was so stormy when I left work at 6:30 that it looked like it was about 9:30. Then at about 9:30 when the storm really broke, the first clap of thunder was so loud it set off several car alarms on my block.
Just when you thought New York didn't care
I was riding the subway home tonight, and I was having a bad night. I was on the verge of tears. Well, maybe I was closer to actually crying in a quiet little way in my corner of the subway. I felt like it, and it's not like anyone would notice. Then the cute boy standing next to me and listening to his iPod looks over and asks if I'm OK. Yeah. Are you sure? Yeah. He goes back to his iPod, and I feel even more like crying because someone in this city actually cared.
Hangin' Tough
For the second time tonight, I have heard an advertisement for a concert of Jordan Knight performing New Kids on the Block: The Remix Album. It's a double album of him singing the New Kids' greatest hits. A double album? Really?
The following things brightened my day this week:
-having a woman I don't know at work (works in the next aisle of cubes) compliment my new skirt. She said it flows nicely when I walk. It has lots of layers, and I had fun with them every time I walked to the printer for the rest of the day
-leftover cookies from the CEO's office in the kitchen. Pecan pie bars with chocolate chips are heaven. Heaven.
Oh God, will it ever stop raining?
Friday, I got caught in an utter downpour walking between Grand Central Station and the Midtown Manhattan Branch of the public library. I had an umbrella; I was still soaked to the waist. Not cool. So I checked out the first Harry Potter book and went home to dry out and eat take-out and read. It was so pleasant it almost made the rain worth it. Almost.
Last night it was so stormy when I left work at 6:30 that it looked like it was about 9:30. Then at about 9:30 when the storm really broke, the first clap of thunder was so loud it set off several car alarms on my block.
Just when you thought New York didn't care
I was riding the subway home tonight, and I was having a bad night. I was on the verge of tears. Well, maybe I was closer to actually crying in a quiet little way in my corner of the subway. I felt like it, and it's not like anyone would notice. Then the cute boy standing next to me and listening to his iPod looks over and asks if I'm OK. Yeah. Are you sure? Yeah. He goes back to his iPod, and I feel even more like crying because someone in this city actually cared.
Hangin' Tough
For the second time tonight, I have heard an advertisement for a concert of Jordan Knight performing New Kids on the Block: The Remix Album. It's a double album of him singing the New Kids' greatest hits. A double album? Really?
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Sometimes I cry on the subway, too. Sometimes. And no one ever cares, so that's really nice. :) -Tina
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