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i don't know why, but i'd like to wake up in the morning and magically be in new york.

i've come to love, during this week of my jetlag, the period of time between 4am and 8am, when i wake up suddenly, wide awake, go to the bathroom, return to bed and try to sleep some more. i feel as though i am still awake, but the logic of dreams enters my thoughts and takes them in directions i had not intended until i am in totally outrageous ( Read more... )

On my way home from an early morning run today, I was driving --I have some qualms about being the sort of person who drives to the place where they're going to run, but running on the streets of bangkok is as good as jumping off a 30th storey balcony-- with the windows down, and it looked like it was fixing to rain. I put on Madonna's Ray of ( Read more... )

After all this summer, ALL THIS SUMMER, there's three more weeks of it to be had, in Thailand ( Read more... )

Walking home from the subway this afternoon, I got outrageously checked out by a cute dyko in the street ( Read more... )

1.) Saturday, I went to Jones Beach in an improvised bikini ( Read more... )

which do you think is a worse day to travel this year via bus, july 3rd or july 4th? support your answer.

At dinner last night, during what was supposed to be an awkward reconciliatory evening and what suddenly turned into a romantic date when we got caught in an isolated thunderstorm on Houston Street and took shelter at the first restaurant we saw, we scrawled all over the butcher paper tablecloth. I wrote a poem about the wine we decided to split ( Read more... )

Tonight, Rajeev and I made a brief excursion to the corner deli for a late-night soda. We popped in, bought Snapple and Coke, and by the time we came out, there was a full-on summertime downpour in swing. Big, fat, dense rain drops soaked us the second we left the deli. The ground smelled amazing, and we both were thinking that it smelled like ( Read more... )