Never again, or at least next time with some form of sustenance that won't stay in my system for seven years.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
I've never been so hungry in my life today, and as luck would have it, I was stuck in Lincoln Tunnel traffic for almost two hours. Allow me to illustrate my hunger level: I chewed my way through an entire pack of strawberry bubblegum. If I ever meet the person who thought funneling a metro's worth of vehicles into three freaking lanes was a good idea...
Monday, July 27, 2009
Life can be a constant struggle, filled with hardships and obstacles. Or it can be a grand adventure filled with challenges and intrigue. Every second of every day, it's entirely up to you how you live it. It all ends the same way. How you feel when you get there is the only thing you have control over.
Friday, July 24, 2009
What a ridiculous work week. TGIF, no? Yes.
Tomorrow I'm heading into the office for a bit, as Monday's to-do list is miles long without so much as an end in sight. Why care so much? Because I've put an ungodly amount of myself into this job, and while feedback of any sort, good or bad, is a rarity, I can't not do my best. It would turn all previous personal sacrifices to pot.
Plus, I want to be really good once I'm out in the field - an amicable agent of change capable of getting things done. Until then and especially right at this moment, I'm feeling a lot like Holiday Golightly on her fire escape.
Tomorrow won't all be bad, as I'm also counting on a work out, a quick trip to the mall, and dinner with a friend.
...well, now there's that hardly recognizable light at the end of the Tunnel of Impossible Proportions.
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Saturday, July 18, 2009
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellowed to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that wine, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Chels and I spent all Saturday exploring the Museum of Natural History in the city. I thoroughly enjoyed it, despite my reoccurring focus on the detail poured into each display (I started to overwhelm/annoy myself). The museum was extraordinary, and while difficult to choose a favorite, the Evolution exhibit fascinated me.
The only thing Chelsea loves more than Teddy Roosevelt is a T-Rex, and so it worked in her favor the museum could appease both her affinities.
Oh go on. Just call me Venus already.
Labels: weekend wanderings
Friday, July 10, 2009
I am head over hungry heels for this fantastic breakfast blog, simply breakfast. Every stinkin' picture is just mouthwatering - I can't help but feel like I've been missing out on breakfast for my entire life. It's a great thing Chelsea is visiting this weekend (while on the East Coast leg of her trans-national road trip soiree), because if anyone's up for an ambitious but simple breakfast, it's Chels.
And honestly, I've never seen PB&J look so divine.
Friday, July 3, 2009
I love finding inspiration via the work of other artists, especially when I'm not looking for it. Ed Fella is an exceptional example. I love the mixed media with typography. And street. And this drawing because it reminds me of my notebooks. Also, check out his MISC page. Get ready to spend a solid amount of time on his website - it's addicting and very well done.
Okay, so I've had it with the varietal weather conditions. BLECH. If you're going to make it rain - fine - just memo me the dates and times of all potential summer storms and I'll make note in my Franklin planner. This weather makes me want to crawl into bed. Good thing I just bought a new mattress. Ciao ciao i miei amici.