fugal me out why don't you?
entire streets that span for miles, filled with people all bundled up and running around with coffee and gloves. thousands of little green flashing hands that tell them when to cross avenues with cars honking and flying faster than superman to get somewhere in exactly 2.6 minutes. wind that causes noses and ears to turn blue, forming snotty ice mustaches on old men who walk around hailing taxis with their canes. dogs barking at their leashes wrapped around trees.
this is new york city, and i want a pizza dammit.
we ran around with a wonderful fellow who knew much about his surroundings. he has not lived here long, but already he could fool a texan, i guess that doesn't say much. he's lonely a lot - the irony of the city. with millions of people constantly swimming around, a person still finds time to keep to himself. but that's just the trick - any random person on the street or in a train (or even a sexual partner) can be easily replaced with a preposterous amount of other equally attractive or intriguing people. who's who in the the big apple? one must get accustomed to numbing, however i just soaked it up like a sponge. it is gorgeous here. i feel gorgeous up here anyway.
if i say "we 'preciate cha" one more time rachel's going to snap. no good.
every time i leave home and come to places like this i am so overwhelmed with a new world. what's that ridiculous line they say? the more you know the more you realize you don't know? cliche, yes. i just wish i had more opportunities like this. i had no idea there were so many people in this world. the more people i meet up here, the more i understand what motivates us. and it makes me want to push myself forward. i MUST travel more.
i'd absolutely LOVE to go out and venture on my own, but it's looking doubtful.
***i wrote most of this entry a few days ago, but i wanted to wait to
post until pickies were available!***
and here they are:
am i posing?? **DOUCHEbag**
well well that was amazing, i must say. it was freaking brilliant and SHINY - it blows silly dallas right out of the water. it's beautiful. i've got 200 photos to play with for the next couple of days. tralala no more words to describe...
new years resolutions will go like this:
1) smoking kills - this of course is not so much a new years thing as it is a constant thing. this will be attempt #4
2) more consistent gyming, i really can be a greek god if i try my hardest. that, but mainly i just enjoy the feeling of doing good things for myself.
3) opening. i really have been enjoying the benefits of keeping myself more available to friends/family. also, i've realized i'm not so bad at dating. as long as i own it, everything seems to work out alright. i just want to take care of someone else, i dunno what that's all about. so i'm working on uh....keeping my bombie chin up high :)
that's a pretty decent list and it's fairly realistic. school, work, money - they can all go screw themselves, i am doing everything in my power already and will continue to do so. when it's all up to me, i can only do so much anyway.
the tsunami business is overwhelmingly depressing. some 13,000children left parent-less? hundreds of thousands of people dead. my boy works for FEMA and only has his job during tragedies. if any relief organization starts up over here, he says he'll have his work cut out for him. it's a psychotic situation alltogether. wish i could do summin.
but here i sit shoving my face with candy corn and m&m's. happy new year!
our theme songs for the trip - -
talk show host
I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
Floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds
You want me, well fucking come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
You want me, well, come on and break the door down
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
I'm ready
I'm ready...
this one i learned to play on the piano:
colorblind
I am colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am taffy stuck and tongue tied
Stutter shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded and unfolded and unfolding
I am ready
I am fine
they are beautimous, no? and magically i am a pop star!
i'm sickly also. lot's of coughing, sneezing...etc...which could be seen as a good thing. no more smoking, no more drinking. lots of warm things, lots of laying down. i truly have mastered the art of keeping a perfect balance between complete laziness and productivity. go me! i haven't really been alone in over 2 weeks, this is the first chance i've gotten.
pops got me FUTURAMA season II - let me tell you i must have it memorized by now. the cartoon network and i are having a love affair also.
other than that i don't have much else but a big smile on my face, that's nice. i've got a warm body waiting for me tonight and i couldn't ask for anything more.
nuclear winter??? bring it on!