d’aw, is all i can say. hey blue eyes? thank you.
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this is certainly on the top of my wish-list for my house in the tree.
until march 13th, 2011.
this winter is getting more difficult to survive for reasons out of my control. first and foremost, i absolutely despise the cold temperatures, and they always just effect me negatively because i want to find a little corner and huddle there with about a billion blankets on top of me. the second reason has to do with the cold temperatures- once february hits, it seems like the snow is gone, and instead we’re plagued with ice. i can’t tell you how much i hate ice. for one, it’s so dangerous, and also it’s just not user friendly. i always get this anxious pit in my stomach when i’m walking on ice, and i just don’t like it. but i don’t want to bore you with why i’m having a difficult time this winter, instead i’d rather tell you what i’m doing to busy myself in this lonely period of the year.
break starts friday at 2pm, thankfully. it’s not so much that i need it like i need christmas break, but instead, it’s just some time to actually go do stuff that i need to do, and that i’m genuinely excited about. first and foremost, there’s a food/fashion blogger happy hour at my place of work, and i’m very excited to meet with a few folks- kate from the blueberry files, and so on, and immediately after that, i think i’m going to spend some quality time with samuel, because i won’t see him for a good amount of time from saturday onward. then the weekend boasts a dinner with marlowe at the noodle bar, working both brunches, and driving down to bos late sunday so i can wake up early to leave the country.
don’t worry, i seriously haven’t been keeping anything too big from you guys- it’s not like i’m leaving for turkey or something crazy like that. just a friendly visit to our northern neighbor- canada. no, it’s not going to be a drinking fest, but rather a visit at two possible schools i’m looking at, and a reunion with a pretty cool friend. i’ll be in montreal for 3 days, then i’ll stay another night in boston to see two of my aunts for dinner, and also to crash so i don’t have to get home ridiculously late wednesday night. the rest of the week is really unclear, because i’m left with four days to do more than i think is possible to squeeze into 96 hours. sugarloaf, bela dear, have a jersey shore party, spend some quality time with A & samuel, work two+ shifts, oh, and sleep? maybe it’s all possible, but then again, i could just have a case of being unrealistic.
in other news, restaurant week is rapidly approaching- that’s right, it’s my favorite time of year again. i have four reservations thus far, and the list can only keep growing if you look at it from my view. first is my maiden voyage to bresca (can’t say that i’ve ever been more excited about a restaurant visit), next comes a trip to district with mere, and then a trip to vignola with nellie, and finally the eve of my SATs boasts a wonderful meal at bar lola with mr. I. i think i’ll also be visiting hugo’s on a tuesday for their half of blind tasting menu, and then of course one night i’ll go somewhere with sam, maybe local or sonny’s. so i guess you can say that i’m consciously trying to make things look on the bright side, and it’s working for the most part. primarily what kills me is the cold wind when i walk outside. that makes me forget what i have to look forward to and instead makes me spiteful. don’t worry, i’m trying to work on it though.
sorry i’ve been MIA. this week has been a hailstorm of negative energy to be entirely honest. I’ve had moments of absolute euphoria, but for the most part, things have been below mediocre, and i’ve been really irritable. in addition, i’ve just acquired some sort of malady and could barely walk today. thankfully tomorrow is friday, but that means weekend, which means waking up early to no relief. but that’s fine because i like going to work. saturday i’m going to a Love Party and making homemade pasta for sammy blue eyes, and sunday i’m doing a late Yin yoga class. i just know that i want to take it relatively easy especially after last weekend. february break is right around the corner (yes!), and i have plans to go to montreal for a few days to visit a close friend and look at concordia and mcgill. i’m happy that i’ll get to sleep at least a little, and maybe i’ll spend a day up at sugarloaf too, which would be nice. this is a pretty ridiculous post- i’m sorry, but soon i’ll get back in the habit and have some nice things to say.
have a happy friday?
I guess I should start by being entirely honest. Yesterday was certainly not the prettiest one I’ve ever come across. First and foremost I woke up on my floor at 6 in the morning, and from that point until 6pm I was in that wretched margin of sensations that is only felt when one does something stupid the night before. I went to work, it was absolutely dead, but thankfully the people I dealt with were incredibly pleasant, and I didn’t have to converse with anyone too difficult. By the time I left the restaurant, I was dehydrated, malnourished, and sleep deprived. I walked home rather slowly, and I spent a really long time cleaning my room, because it was absolutely disgusting. I tried to read but I fell asleep, and when I woke up it was snowing heavily outside, and I got really sad. Then Sammy Blue Eyes called and we talked for a little bit, but I asked him to not talk while he was driving- which may have aggravated him- I’m not sure- and then I fell back asleep by accident.
By the time I woke up, I was pretty groggy but my headache was gone, and thoughts were being processed relatively easily. There was nothing on television, and I was under strict orders not to leave the house. I kept looking at the clock and feeling like it was time to go to bed, but I didn’t fall asleep until 11 ish. Now I’m awake, I need to get ready for work, and then do a bit of homework (actually, a bit more than a bit) and then I guess I’m going to a superbowl party. I guess I’m more American than I make it seem. Go Steelers. That’s about all I have to leave you with. Hopefully I’ll be productive today, get some work done, make some money, etc, etc.
have a fantastic sunday.
in short this has been the past few days. cat naps with trout after 4pm on thursdays. smiles and ferocious yawns, and little tiny pink noses. waking up all to discover its a mother-effing snow day- thus bringing a celebration in my brain. stupid celebration got in the way of learning how to conjugate malo, malle, malui.
worked brunch on saturday, learned the drill. met dear corey jane at the squid and whale tattoo and supported her during her first ink sesh- per usual cyndi lou did a fabulous job. chatted the afternoon away, drank some tea, and went food shopping.
made my grandmother’s yellow curry for the ladies, and gossiped and bitched all night long. listened to britney’s newest hit, and dougied. it was so worth it to have a ladies night, just because i sorta forgot what they’re like and how great they make you feel. so much stuff to be said, and smiles and laughs and pocket calls. a group of very different girl, congregating over food, gossip, and shitty jamz.
rewind to friday night- probably my favorite night so far. fried chicken, and snuggles, and tosh.o, and blue eyes, and a new job, and a poncho, and hugs, and rob steele.
obviously we ended the night on a good sweet note- soy creamery cherry chocolate chip. YUMMYYYY.
waking up sunday. working brunch again- this time crazier, but just as fun- if not more. bonded with amanda, talked some J-shore business, and then left when all was said and done. met with sammy and got some much needed coffee and splurged on music- five records and a peter gabriel cassette for our maine adventure. all this leading up to a walk to his car in 10 degree weather and a finale of sweeney todd.
i never realized how lucky i am until today.
i’m luckier than so many people, and i’m so happy that i am.
the best day so far in 2011. -snowday, bought a poncho, ate fried chicken, kissed my boyfriend, got my dream job, watched the new tosh.o, and listened to some serious beats. i don’t want this smile to go away.
dear sammy blue eyes,
i miss you- but i want you to know, i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart). i can’t wait to give you a hug! enjoy st. augustine.