notes from the underground

Ever since the new year, I’ve kept buying planners on impulse. Today, I received one that I ordered a few days ago. And just a few minutes ago, I ordered another one.

Greg keeps telling me to use my blackberry and itouch, but I’m an old-fashioned girl and I like jotting things down.

Work and work and fun. Turtle Bay tomorrow, just in time for happy hour. I have a baby shower to go to on Saturday and brunch with my supervisor on Sunday. I feel old, but I’m only 22.


blizzard

http://ireport.cnn.com/docs/DOC-534689?ref=feeds%2Foncnn

C’mon Bloomberg, where’s the love for the other boroughs? I understand Manhattan is a priority and arterial roads needs to be cleared immediately. But seriously, where the hell do you think people come from to work in the city? Bronx, Brooklyn, Staten Island, and Queens dammit. The blizzard hit on December 26 and subsided by Monday, December 27. A plow truck finally rumbled down my street Wednesday morning at 3 am. I have two main roads on both sides of my block, and neither one was plowed in an adequate amount of time. Honestly, when you see an ambulance and a firetruck stuck in snow on the same damn block two days after a blizzard, you know something is wrong. Also, why were all the trains that never seem to work on normal days and the trains that no one uses running fine after the blizzard?

And since I’m ranting, I want to add that extending the 7 train to Jersey is bullshit. That train is only a couple blocks away from me, and it’s overcrowded and shitty. Don’t make it more so.


My favorite artist has an exhibition at the Whitney Museum. Must go soon. Stupid blizzard. New York City is not made for such harsh winters.

http://whitney.org/Collection/EdwardHopper


golightlies:

❝There once was a very lovely, very frightened girl.She lived alone except for a nameless cat.❞Breakfast at Tiffanys.

golightlies:

There once was a very lovely, very frightened girl.
She lived alone except for a nameless cat.❞
Breakfast at Tiffanys.

(Source: charmingnotion)

We value love not because it’s stronger than death but because it’s weaker. Say what you want about love: death will finish it. You will not go on loving in the grave, not in any physical way that will at all resemble love as we know it on earth. The perishable nature of love is what gives love its importance in our lives. If it were endless, if it were on tap, love wouldn’t hit us the way it does.
Jeffrey Eugenides (My Mistress’s Sparrow Is Dead)

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