sleep

is this for reals? seven to nine hours of sleep for adults? when i get seven hours of sleep, i wake up feeling really friggin' exhausted. i mean, can you pick which range you like the best?

i think the adolescent range speaks to me during the work week, and on weekends the infant range seems most appropriate : )

on toning muscles that you didn't know existed

post-exercise these days i find myself flexing and feeling might proud that, aside from losing a few extra pounds, i now have some real physical strength to be reckoned with and i'm not playin'. . .my younger brother (not little :) actually thinks it's weird that i go to the gym everyday. i didn't follow him up on that at the time, but i'm wondering where he was coming from when he said that. is going to the gym on a daily basis not a girlie thing to do?!?!

judgment queens

why are there trillion billion million ‘uh, i'm the hot shit, and you’re not’ types in nyc? this morning as a transferred from the N train to the 7 train at queensboro plaza this east asian chic gave me the once over that ended with her eyes glued to my gym shoes. why oh why is it that women in nyc insist on wearing three-inch heels when it’s pouring outside? part of me wonders if they’re jealous that they didn’t have the ovaries to skimp on their outfits.

i deliberately avoided getting into the same compartment as judgment queen to find an ‘uh, don’t come any where near me’ eye roller queen right next to me. i understand where she’s coming from cuz the trains get so darn congested most of the time, but this one was out of control. i tapped her (cuz she was listening to her ipod) and said excuse me so i could latch on to the bar, and before i could blink there was an ‘uh, give me a break’ eye roll. as the train pulled into grand central, it became quite clear she simply has an eye-rolling disposition because she had done that to at least three other people in a span of ten minutes.

i’ll have to start coming up with some creative responses to these situations because it’s just painful to have to see people so judgmental and miserable day in and day out.

coming soon

i've started a blog entry about the memphis trip, and it'll probably be done by the end of the week. since i'm really lagging behind on updating me travels, i've decided to use my time more efficiently to blog so i can keep the creative juices flowing. plus i want to have some account of my youth - not the blabbity blah blah blah aspects of my life but the fun and spontaneous qualities of traveling to a new place and making decisions on the fly. . .

apartment hunting in nyc . . .

is really friggin painful.

nyc makes a mockery of human life

ain't that the truth?

when i flew back into the city from milwaukee, i experienced some culture shock, folks. the pace of life here in the big apple calls into question the very notion of 'life' itself. people are sprinting from place to place, eating on the run, and always thinking about 'what next.' overstimulated, fo sho! sometimes i get caught up in the whirlwind, trying to outrun other pedestrians even though i'm not even late or in a rush really (mostly the smokers loitering in front of their gazillion-floored office buildings - aye, kill yourself if you want, but don't kill me!!) i'm realizing that i can't help it though. living here does that to you.

i didn't really stay in milwaukee over the wknd or even get a sense of anything else but the airport, but i'm assuming that airport employees are representative of how milwaukee natives are generally.

i was thinkin about all this on the way to work, but as i began my daily scroll of the ny times i came across this piece. it spoke to me because it's something that i always try to keep in mind. since i think about this kind of stuff lots, i thought the piece did a good job 'splainin (as ricky says to lucy - 'you got some splainin to do lucy') where we're all headed if we don't take a deep breath every now and then.