funfetti

oh no. i totally have no idea what happened over the last three days. let's see. wednesday i hung out with katie and we discovered that everything around here closes at like 7:30 pm. except jubilee, which we didn't find out until the next day. and...yeah. thursday my forensic computing teacher didn't show up. again. so no class. then i saw in the heights with anu and brandon. i. fucking. love. anu. she's sassy and fierce and i love her. so fun. so obviously in the heights was amazing, and then i introduced anu to luis salgado, because she loved him. as does everyone. and yes, it was quite enjoyable. jon rua was on for usnavi, and he was quite good. i'd never seen him in that role before. hmm. and then katie and i took the train to new jersey and spent the night at her house. her house is so nice and smells like tiffany's aunt's house, which is just like super clean and nice and i love it. and i met her grandma and her sister and her nephews, all of whom are really really nice. AND I DID LAUNDRY! well, we did my laundry. and everything came out the same color it went in. it was epic.

then after that i took the bus in and went to pace to drop some stuff off. i was planning to do hair lotto with beth ann and sam, so i went down to catch the train about 5:10 ish. usually it takes like 15 - 20 minutes to get to 42nd when i take the express, so i didn't really worry about it, but the train took like 7 minutes to come. which isn't that long, but in that time 3 locals came and went. and it's like a million degrees down there. so already i was like, i'm so unhappy. and then of course there's a trillion and three people on the train already so we all squish on. it was exactly like japan but with a few really fat people. so that was fun. and at every stop for every 3 people that got off like 6 would get on. so finally it was so full that someone came over the speaker and was like "the next train is less than a minute behind us. if you don't fit, get off and take the next one." but no one got off. and i was like, we're at 23rd. i'm sure as hell not getting off. but like the people close to the door who had just gotten on wouldn't. and then this guy like was half out the door and i was like, either get the fuck off or get in. like seriously. the doors can't close when you're standing in the middle of them. dipshit. and i was like, "if i miss hair lottery because this guy doesn't know how to go through a door..." and the woman next to me was like "ah, hair is so good. i hope you win! you can definitely make it. run when we get there!" it was so cute. :) i finally did make it. with like 7 minutes to spare. it was gratifying.

we didn't win, so we went down to next to normal and asked about the cheapest tickets they had. which were $116 or something like that. and i was like, "oh. well i can't do that but thank you anyway! i'll come back another time, have a nice night!" and we started to walk away and he was like, "wait, how many do you need?" and i said 3, and he was like, "come back." and was like, "okay, i have these three in rear orchestra and they're partial view so i can cut the price to $36.50." which was ridiculously nice of him and we got them. and TIM YOUNG was on as gabe. i've been wanting to see him in that role for quite a time, so i was sooo excited. um. yes. the guy behind me didn't like it but he was also talking about how he would "see anything with kerry butler or sutton foster." and right then i was like, my respect for you is zero and at intermission he was talking to his friend and being like, "i kind of want to leave, this is stupid." and i was like fuck you, you don't even deserve to be here, you fat fuck. whatever. more tickets for me if he won't be buying them. but tim young was SO GOOD and it was just amazing.

OH. PLUG FOR THE EQUALITY RALLY ON OCTOBER 11 IN DC. BROADWAY IMPACT BUSES NOW FREE. DO IT. YOU KNOW YOU WANT TO.

also, to bring it back to the heading i want to bake a funfetti cake. but sadly no oven.

yeah. then i came back and now i'm exhausted but i don't really want to go to bed yet. also the people on my floor are trashed douchebags who think it's fun to scream and knock on each other's doors at 1:30 in the morning because they locked themselves out. stay classy, 6th floor.

sept 15(?)

today was my 9 am class. boo. i got up early so i would have time to eat breakfast (a delicious and free! bowl of cap'n crunch), then went down to the school. i found the classroom with relative ease (i'm getting good at this, right?), but it was moved. once again, boo. but not that far, just two floors. i didn't have the energy to take the stairs, so i took the elevators. i think. this was early; the details are a little fuzzy. um...this class was 3 hours, but i LOVE the people in it. pretty much everyone is either a theater major or undecided and auditioning. and one poli sci major? haha but he has a background in theater. of course (this is "verse for the stage"). i exchanged numbers with two of them (lisa and beth ann) and lisa and i decided we wanted to do hair lotto tonight.

the class was pretty cool; it's analyzing verse. which is really cool. the professor's also really really cool. she's so young that when she walked in i thought she was a student. she's really nice.

i also had unv101, which is like, here's how to go to college. which like...whatever. i have dr. johnston for that and she's really cool, so whatever. and like all the kids are film majors or theater majors so i actually ended up hanging out with one tonight because lisa had a floor meeting she forgot about. so brandon and i took the a up to 42nd and lotto'd hair...thank god i had bumped into kris & katie on the way to my dorm, because kris put his name in for us and won. also brandon and i had delicious chinese food. mine was $7. including tip. win.

okay. hair.

wtf. so amazing. first of all, 

oh wait. i almost forgot. i went down to in the heights to pick up a job application and i was talking to the wonderful house manager man that i used to be scared of and he is sooo nice and i love him and i love in the heights. and then one of the people was like, "we don't have job applications." and he was like, "no, just come with me." so he like took me inside and downstairs and i talked to the head usher, who was nice but it was kind of scary because she was like, "did susie send you?" and i was like, "um...no?" like...is this a test? i mean, i know mandy gonzalez said they were a family there, but i thought it was like, a nice loving family. not the mob. but when i told her why i was there she was really nice and gave me an address to go see a woman who is the head of their union who can take my information and everything, even though she's not sure if they're hiring. i can't go down tomorrow because my class schedule is odd, but i'm going down thursday and talking to her and seeing what i can do!

okay: hair.

we were in the left box, one row from the back. which was actually really good. i mean, there was stuff that was obstructed, but for $25, what are you going to do? and like...i don't even know where to start. how about with sasha allen. FIERCE. like, what do you even do when she sings? other than die of joy and just like...awe? i don't know. i was like, i can't even function. and it just got better and better and better. it was kind of funny actually, because when i was listening to the cd, i was like, "i wonder what plot points tie these first few songs together?"

no plot points. just fierce people singing. which i was fine with.

like...i can't even describe to you how amazing this show is. although it kind of makes me want to do lsd. by "kind of" i mean "a lot." but mostly it makes me want to hug and love everyone. which is good because as you know i can be a very bitter person. i seriously just spelled "very" wrong. like twice. i'm tired. it was ridiculous. i know you would never know if i didn't say that, but i felt like i needed to be called out on it. anyway, moral of the story is i want to be kacie sheik and i love bryce ryness. i'm kind of tired though so if i think of anything important later, i'll update. 

sept 14

i woke up at 11 today and just lazed about for a while. did some reading for my film class. nothing exciting. had some yogurt. had bio at 5:30. gross. examined pillbugs. gross. washed my hands a lot. after class i bought a burrito. my first experience with on-campus food. 

what a fucking waste of $2.95. it was seriously the most disgusting thing i've ever eating. like, i don't even know how to describe this. and i kept trying to eat it, and after like 5 bites i was like, i can't do this. so i went across the street and bought the first thing i saw, because by this time i'm so hungry that i'm nauseous. so now i'm eating that. it's good but i feel so sick. and i've had a headache for like 2 days. so that's cool.

also my r.a. came and was like, if you need anything let me know and was really nice. but also he was wearing baggy shorts, a wife beater, and a sideways baseball hat. i was like, shut up. you're such a bro. 

8 shots of coffee

so i just woke up like an hour ago...i don't even know where to start with this one. let's see. i got home the 11th and hung out until around 2, 2:30, at which time i took a shower and went down to take the subway. i took a sweater AND my sweatshirt. take note: this becomes important later. (actually, it doesn't. point of that story is my purse gets really heavy carrying all my crap and a sweater.) i took the local because it was the first train that comes. worst. idea. ever. when in doubt, DON'T TAKE THE LOCAL. "local" is code for "we stop every block." seriously. it was literally like, "this is 23rd street. next stop, 28th street." what the fuck. walk, you lazy piece of shit. god. whatever. anyway so it took like 40 minutes to get to fucking 42nd street. i walked to the marriott marquis and only my aunt pat was awake so she said she would tell me when my mom woke up and i went down to next to normal and sat in the rush line. the girl next to me was so sassy and we hated all the same things and people and i loved it. we totes bonded. 

and then my mom woke up and i spent some time with her before she left and i am going to keep this part as short as possible because it was the most horrible experience i've ever had.

 

so then it was raining and for some reason my aunt had an umbrella and gave it to me. the only thing i used this for all day was hitting people. great. eventually someone took control of the situation (it was pouring) and was like, "okay, let's make a list to keep us all in order and then everyone get under an awning." well done, whoever that was. i don't remember. i think david though. anyway then we sat under this awning and just hung out for 7 hours and the time went by so quickly. like, even in spring awakening rush when there were awesome people there, the last two hours were awwwful. but this rush was fun the whole way through. probably due in large part to david and sean bringing comfy pillows and a fluffy blanket (was it a comforter? i don't remember) for us to sit on. not to mention it was like a sassy overload. 

fun fact: there are edward cullen dildos. no joke. look it up.

three of us got tickets for the matinee, and the rest for the evening, so we all went down to hair to lotto for the people who didn't have anything to do until 8. david jinxed us by being like, "we have 8 people, we're definitely going to win." none of us did so we went down to rock of ages lotto. three people won, including me, so five people got tickets to rock of ages. which is great. we broke off into two groups and sean, wes, and i went to starbucks to charge wes's phone and for me and sean to eat. by this time i had been up for 25 hours, so i got a triple latte and a piece of reduced fat cinnamon swirl coffee cake (i had had a double at 6 that morning). then off to next to normal. which was amazing, obviously. but seeing next to normal the day my mom left...probably the worst idea i've ever had. i was a complete mess. if you had to see my gross puffy face after that...i'm sorry. sick. anyway, then i walked with sean over to rock of ages to meet up with his friends and then went to...actually i have no idea what i did. other than take advantage of the restrooms in the marriott. i decided i wanted to lotto in the heights so i might have just sat outside on the steps and read. i have no idea.

but in any case 5:00 rolled around and people started showing up. i explained to two people how it worked and it was really awkward because i was talking to the woman beforehand and she was really nice, and then her husband came up and started talking, and i was like, wow you are the most bitter person of my life. why are you married? it was so awkward. and they had bags and he was like, "i'm going to take these back to the hotel," and she said something like, "oh no, it can wait, just stay here," and he got so awkwardly rude and snappy and was like, "i hate carrying things around, blah blah blah do you want anything?" and she thought for like half a second and he was like, "okay." and left and it was so bizarre. 

then we put our names in and i met this really really nice british guy. and right then, i was like, i met someone british. today was a success. and he was cool and we waited together and talked until they pulled names. which was so nice because i always try to make conversation with people when i'm alone and it's so rewarding when someone is worthwhile. we talked for a while about how he wanted to go to school in new york and i want to spend next year in bath. then they pulled lotto and neither of us won. bad luck. but i went into the box office and got in line to see what other tickets they had. the group in front of me were still deciding if they actually wanted to see the show, but i convinced them in under a minute that it was a necessity. i was impressed with even myself. but not really, because i was just telling the truth. one of them was like, "you should work here." and i was like, "in my dreams." 

when it was my turn to get tickets i went up and the guy told me they had full price fifth row center tickets. of course i bought them because i am foolish and fail at making good choices. but actually i think it was a wonderful decision. you see, i have enough left overs to tide me over until tuesday, then i have a yogurt AND cereal. which can totes last me this week. not the healthiest, but it'll save money. so it evens out. and in the heights > my well being. so by now it was like 6:30, meaning i'd been awake for like 30 1/2 hours. so i really wanted one of those yummy energy things from times square hot bagels, but they didn't have any so i got a cinnamon raisin bagel. which was delicious. PLUG FOR TIMES SQUARE HOT BAGELS. EAT THERE. YOUR STOMACH WILL BE SO GRATEFUL AND HAPPY.

then i had nothing to do so i read chuck palahniuk outside in the heights and talked with my mom on the phone. uninteresting things followed, such as me buying a bottle of water from across the street. and having 3 more shots of coffee. OH. but earlier when i left the box office i was talking to the house manager guy who i have always been scared of and he was like, "you're way too nice," and i said, "i'm just so happy and excited because this is my favorite show! it's my 12th time." and he was like, "are you serious? you should work here." and i was like, "that would be so amazing. i would absolutely love that." and he said, "you could do my job and i could go home." and i was like, "seriously, though if you are ever hiring or need help i'm definitely interested." and he was like, "okay good. well i'm sure i'll be seeing you soon, right?" so hopefully i'll actually be working at in the heights. that would be wonderful.

so yeah, i went in around 7:30 and took some excedrin and my pill. when awake for that long, strobe lights are not my friend. the show was amazing but by intermission i felt like i was about to pass out. i drank the rest of my water bottle and talked on the phone and pinched myself a lot so i would stay awake. because it's not as if i could leave in the heights at intermission. like...i would rather die of exhaustion. so i stuck it out and i felt better during act two. i think they might have turned the a/c up. which helped. and then of course, after being awake 35 hours, i stage doored. because, again, i fail at making good decisions. but i talked to mandy gonzalez and have come to the conclusion that she is the most amazing and wonderful person in the world. love it. 

then i went to my dorm and almost fell asleep on the subway and completely crashed as soon as i got here. 

and that, my friends, was my last two days. thank you and good day.

sept 11th

so, let's see. what happened today? well, i didn't take any pictures. sorry, guys. i fail. but it was a nice day. i woke up around noon and went with my mom to my new chiropractor's office to drop off some x-rays. it's a short walk, but it was windy. as. fuck. and also raining. the rain wasn't that bad but the wind made it soo cold. and my pants were really long so they were getting wet. although i rolled them up a little when we got inside. also i was afraid my burt's bees was going to fall out of the pocket of my sweater. that was the worst part. so then we went to the verizon store because like 3 buttons on the front of my phone work. which is nothing new, but if i get a free replacement why not take advantage of it? but they didn't have any in stock and they were like, "well we can send you one." but i don't know my address by heart yet so i'll just call later. listen to me, calling people. i'm such a grown up. so yeah. then we took a cab to la palapa (77 st. mark's place for those of you who want to check it out). i wouldn't usually be excited about this but there were apparently like 2000 cops in the subways since it was september 11th. which makes sense but i just didn't want to deal with it. and la palapa is amaaazing. everything there is so ridiculously delicious. 

then we were super full and i would have liked very much to walk around st. mark's, but it was still rainy and my pants were getting wet at the bottom so we walked to the subway. which, the one we took was the first subway i ever went on. i was 12. there was a bleeding homeless person on the stairs. so that's a fun story. 

we went back to their hotel and hung out for a while...watched tv. there were depressing but interesting specials on 9/11 so we watched those for a while. then we went down and three of us lotto'd in the heights and two of us did hair. we won in the heights, so my mom and i went down to that around 7:30. there was an understudy on for usnavi and he was AWESOME. the show was the best i've seen it in a long time. it did make me kind of sad but mostly i was so happy because seeing in the heights makes me know for sure i made the right decision coming here, no matter how homesick i might get every once in a while. 

i went back to their hotel to grab a bag of applesauce and...something else. i don't remember. so now i'm in my dorm and in...four minutes i'm going to take a shower and go back to midtown around 3 to say goodbye. they leave at 5:15, so i'll have a while with them and then i think i'm rushing next to normal since i'll be over there. might as well. also planning alie's thanksgiving trip. nice and exciting. 

OH! last night i went to see danica dora and nick blaemire at the beechman. it was fucking amazing. i always forget how talented nick blaemire is, and he sang from glory days and i almost died. there was also this other guy named elijah tucker (i think?) who was really great. and now i am like obsessed with danica dora's voice. you should definitely check her out. she's awesome. 

well, time to hop in the shower and head out. til tomorrow.

sept 9th and 10th

so yesterday was my first day of classes. um...yeah. it actually seems like a really long time ago. actually i guess it's now two days ago, as it is 12:46 a.m. but yes, wednesday was my first day. i had "the art of film" at 1:25, and it seems like it's going to be amazing. so far all that's assigned is reading and i have not yet bought the book...fail...but i'm going to tomorrow and our next class isn't until wednesday. it may seem like i'm way behind on this, but i'm not. i was going to buy my books beforehand, but i was told to wait because some teachers post most of their stuff on blackboard or decide not to use the book. and apparently a lot of people don't buy theirs until after the first day because that's when they decide whether or not they want to keep that class. which makes sense i guess, because selling books back does not by any means get you all of your money back. but anyway, a lot of our reading is also online. my professor seems really cool; she was really excited about the stuff we're doing and i also have her for my freshman seminar, which is on tuesday. so yeah. i'm the only freshman in that class, because you have to have taken english 120, which i took at spscc.

my biology lecture class seems like it will be bearable...the teacher was 10 minutes late because she couldn't find the room because she wasn't told she was teaching it until that day. so that was a good start. aaand then we watched seriously the most ridiculous video of ALL TIME. it was about the scientific method. obviously. like, what the fuck? i learned that in like first grade and science departments seem to think it's a good idea to re-teach it EVERY. SINGLE. YEAR. whatever. anyway it was really long and about these kids who did an experiment about what happens to your heart rate when you watch a scary movie. it was even more ridiculous than it sounds, let me tell you. 

oh, also, there are 8 people in this class. and the professor was like, "okay, what do you know about biology?" cue silence for like 15 seconds. so awkward. yeah so that went on for a while and then we had a moderately interesting lecture. which is like AMAZING for a bio class. so that seems like it will be bearable. we'll see what happens in the lab portion on monday...

then i went out to dinner with my family and we had delicious food but the portion was so huge and now it's in my fridge. so obviously that was exciting. and then...i bought milk and yogurt. and went to sleep.

today i was supposed to have forensic computing, so i went down there like super early because i allow myself time to get lost. which i usually do, but not for as long as i think i will, so then i'm awkwardly super early. this time, however, i brought a book. score one for kali. i also sat on the ground instead of awkwardly standing by the door like my biology class did the day before. so then one by one the entire class shows up and we're sitting on the ground outside this room for like half an hour, because you have to allow 15 minutes for every hour and then you can leave. so we're just like chilling there and then someone's like, "so...i think this class doesn't start til the 23rd." so then we left. and i was like, that was a waste of time. and then i found out that the online portion of it was posted yesterday but we don't have like the real version until later? which is fucking stupid because 1. this class is supposed to teach you how to use computers, which, like, obviously i know how to use a computer, but wouldn't it make more sense to be like "okay, here's how to access the online classroom" instead of just assuming we would? and 2. no one knew except like one person. like, what? shut up. ugh. whatever. so then i skyped with eddie and went to midtown to meet my mom.

we lotto'd in the heights, and lost, and went to spice fusion and had delicious dinner and then i freaked out because i had no one to see nick blaemire's show with and i am one of those stupid people who can't do anything by themselves. buut i ended up going by myself and it was AMAZING. like, what the fuck. it was so good. i felt awkward being by myself but now i...know the world won't spontaneously combust if i go to a concert alone...? i don't know. it was weird. and then i came back to my dorm. also i saw a rat on the subway. i was less grossed out than i thought i would be. i thought about charlotte's web. and then i thought about les mis because templeton reminds me of thenadier. so yes.

i have no class tomorrow but i might walk the brooklyn bridge with my mom or go to in the heights. or hair. that's basically it for today. 

oh also i saw these ladies in the elevator that had a next to normal playbill and i was like, "ooh did you love next to normal?" and she was like "umm...do you love it?" and i was like "oh. yeah, it's like my 2nd favorite show...at the moment." and in unison she and her three friends were like "what's your favorite?" and i said in the heights and they were like "oh we love in the heights blah blah blah."

a pointless story, really. but i felt like sharing it. you're welcome.

tattoo

also, this is the tattoo kris and katie got last night:

sept 9th, 2009

i actually got this monday night. but. here it is. more later.

moderately eventful

well, i fail on the picture front today. i woke up at 8:30 (ish?) and went with katie to get my schedule changed; i dropped english and environmental studies and added "verse for the stage..." i have no idea what it is, but it's at like 9:00 in the morning on tuesdays. boo. but one day won't kill me.

then we had like a big meeting for dyson house where we discussed the book. except the person supposed to be leading out discussion hadn't read it. so. then we went to the "body and mind house" meeting, which seemed pretty chill; our student guy seems really cool. he was super gay and sassy. which, as you know, are like my two criteria for being friends. aaaand there was ice cream. although i did not have any. so then i went to midtown and had dinner with my family at junior's and helped my mom lotto west side story. she won, and i went to next to normal because she and my aunt were kind enough to rush for me when i was having my hellish non-sleeping experience in my hot ass room. so i met lizzy and we were aa 101 and 102. the show was amazing, but i was fucking exhausted after getting only 2 - 3 hours of sleep the night before. and i got really dizzy during the show and was like, i am totes going to have a seizure. awesome. buuuut i didn't. and i took some excedrin at intermission and felt a little better. 

let's see, what else? my mom loved west side story, especially karen olivo (who wouldn't?). aaand...yes. aaron tveit is back. that's nice, although i love kyle dean massey. probably more. 

i am weirdly homesick. not a fan. like every time i see next to normal and louis hobson has a scene i think about how i went to the 5th ave like once or more a month for like my entire life. i spent all those other times being like "you don't miss seattle, you liar." but i get it now. i fail. 

obviously i'm excited to live here but it does suck to be watching next to normal and think about how i would always mock eddie for playing it when we were having barbeques at his house and know i won't be back there for months. or argue about how alice ripley can do whatever crazy shit she wants because she is alice ripley. 

anyway. my r.a. got mad because i was like, i can't come to the floor meeting today. it was for security or whatever and i went to the head of security and was like, "so i can't come, do i need to like talk to someone?" and he was like," i don't care if you come. why would i care?" so i went to my r.a. and was like "he said i didn't have to go," and my r.a. was like "well i'm saying you have to." and i was like, "well i don't know what to tell you because i have epilepsy and have to set shit up. so i won't be there." but anyway he was just being a dick about it and so i brought out the fake-tears-welling-up and was like "well i'm sorry but i didn't even know about this and something something something" and he was like "i'm sorry if i came off as harsh...i don't know what that's like, so blah blah blah..." and then got awkward and was like "well we're going to play frisbee in the park next week as a floor" or some stupid shit like that and i was like, fuck you, don't talk to me about frisbee. anyway. it was dumb.

after the show i had some hummus and then took the train with katie and kris to west 4th and they got tattoos. and...yes. 

and

i can't sleep. it's ridiculous because i have to get up at 8:30 to change my stupid schedule. well actually i don't have to be there until 10, but i like to lie in bed for at least 20 minutes before i get up. then i have academic day or something. i'm not really sure what it's going to be. probably something dumb.

today was relatively uneventful; i woke up at 1:00 in the afternoon, then went out to breakfast/lunch with my family around 3, then came over to pace to finish unpacking. boo. i hate unpacking. i'm pretty much done now...there's some random stuff lying around that i don't know what to do with. i think i might get one more bath tote because i have a ridiculous amount of sundries...

there was some like beach thing on the campus tonight. which i don't understand because we're in like the financial district...how is that a beach party? whatever. but went to next to normal with some people instead and got a signed poster and met michael grief. i win. 

sept 7, 2009/dorm

september 5, 2009

sept 4, 2009

today i moved my shit into the john st. dorm. i don't want to talk about it. instead, i give you these:

also

sept 3, 2009

got up around 10 this morning after getting to bed around six (long story short: uncomfortable, cold bed, much snoring from the other side of the room, no hot fuzz). went with mom, aunty tish, aunty pat, and aunt donna to the westway diner on 9th, then walked over to sephora. bought a gosmile teeth whitening system, lemon toothpaste, make up remover, brush cleaning wipes, milk body wash, milk & rose shampoo, and tweezers. also got free lotion. thanks, beauty insider card. i need to learn how to control myself more at that store. although those are all things i kind of really needed. except the teeth whitening system. but even that is pretty necessary. then walked over to 39th and bought a new camera. it's really nice, although you can't tell because the lighting in this room is pretty awful. anyway, then i walked back, stopped by in the heights and asked about a job application - was told to come back tonight. hopefully that works out. now have been sitting in the hotel room on the computer for the last...i have no idea how long. still have a few hours until in the heights lotto. might take a nap. my life is so exciting.

move in tomorrow. fuck my life.

sept 2, 2009

today i moved from little old olympia to new york city.

well...technically i don't MOVE in until friday. now i'm in a hotel. but i'm not coming back until december, so i think it counts as moving. but before i moved rosa and i discussed doing a sort of picture-a-day thing a la stephanie layton (and edgar wright...) so that we could keep in touch. the one above is kind of a cheat, because i didn't take it, but i did take this one just a little while ago:

 

my pictures the next few days are probably going to be a little lame, because i don't have a camera so they're going to have to be taken on my phone. this one was taken at the roxy deli, which emily and i always go to while we're in the city. it's in times square, pretty much right next to the marriot marquis, which is where we're staying. it's not my favorite hotel, but we got a good discount and it's right by in the heights. so it's worth it, i guess.

the empty glass is, of course, my chocolate egg cream, which is the most delicious treat in the world. and roxy has the BEST pickles. it made me sad that emily wasn't here, though. especially since they were playing backstreet boys. 

this morning i got up at 7:00 to pack, as i had not yet begun...i finished in a pretty good amount of time and went to bailey's to say goodbye to her and emily. we got coffee at stew's brews and then i pretty much had to leave. i listened to in the heights on the way home and became very nostalgic. but both of them promised to visit me so i did feel a little better.

at the airport, my keychain set off the metal detector. i guess they are kind of unreasonable...

but they are all necessary. :) actually, my spring awakening one fell off (again). it's oddly large and heavy so that happens a lot. but it's in my bag. also, i definitely think my keychains are necessary because i could kill a mugger with them. if you can't tell, there's a borders rewards card, and then a keychain each for next to normal, rent, in the heights, a chorus line, the 25th annual putnam county spelling bee, the norman conquests, and equus. and usuallly there's one for spring awakening. so i could pretty much protect myself from any mugger by smacking them in the face. they're cute AND functional. 

so it's 2:48 in the morning and i'm probably going to go to sleep. or watch hot fuzz. in any case, i'll try to have another picture and some fun stories tomorrow.