30 January 2008 · Comment
A bum peed on my front door yesterday! I want to go home.
Seriously, who just pees on someone’s door like that? I saw him through the glass front door as I was coming out of the building and gave him this horrified/indignant-to-the-max glare and he turned away in what I thought was shame, but I guess it’s pretty hard to shame someone who’s already peeing in the middle of a busy sidewalk at 9:30 in the morning because when I looked back a few seconds later, he had resumed his urination and was staring at me all intensely like “Wut? Ah pee where ah wawnt.” And then I spent the rest of the walk to work freaking out about how I’m not cut out to handle this cruel city and its bum-peeing ways, but I think I’m over it. I bought a printer scanner thing on amazon to console myself and it should get here tomorrow, so it’s not like my life is one peeing-bum affront after another. Plus my room smells like cranberry chutney, so that’s something.
So, a quick rest-of-life update:
– Duncan sent me flowers today! So awesome! I want to give him a hug. Good thing I’m visiting again next weekend! Excellent. But I still miss him like burning, which is less than excellent.
– Catie is visiting this weekend and it should be splendid. Maybe we’ll get soul food and see some sort of show. She wants to see Avenue Q, ha ha.
– Umm, I just cleaned the bathroom. Yep, I am really leading the fast-paced, cosmopolitan life of a young twenty-something making her way in the big city. But seriously you gotta stop these scutlings before they mature into full-blown scuttiness. It’s a neverending battle, people.
– Just finished the fourth book in the Wheel of Time series, which I bought in Prague! It was 1001 pages long, which was nice because it was easy to figure out what percentage of the way through I was at all times. And I got a library card over the weekend, so I can finally read book at the rate of a normal person, yay!
In other news, here are the band kids that I hung out with last week:
This is Daniel. He is feeding something to the chancellor. He played the trumpet in Cal Band and this picture is pretty illustrative of his personality. We actually didn’t meet in band, we met in computer science class my freshman year and then we dated for a little while and it was kind of a horrific mess. Oh young Sarah Beth. There’s just so much I need to warn you about. And yet, tragically, I cannot. But it’s cool now. He’s a physics grad student at Columbia and he just passed his qualifying exams on Friday, so good for him! We’re expecting his ponytail to come in any day now.
This is Rachel King! She is awesome. She’s a journalism grad student at Columbia. Maybe she and Al are buddies! But I don’t think so. Rachel also played trumpet in Cal Band, but I actually knew who she was a few years before I joined band because she lived on Daniel’s floor their freshman year and a lot of the people from their floor are still friends. She was on winter break for pretty much the whole time I’ve been in New York and got back last week, so hopefully we’re going to hang out a lot more in the future. By which I mean, make it so! Please.
This is Miguel! It’s really hard to find a representative picture of him because he’s so good at making funny expressions. Basically Miguel is my hero. I’m not sure how many of the stories I know about him are made up because the real stuff is just so amazing, but I think he’s Alice Waters’s personal assistant (who is the chef behind Chez Panisse in Berkeley, where California Cuisine was invented, which is SO AWESOME) and one time he had to carry the manuscript for her book from California to New York in a briefcase that was handcuffed to his wrist. He owns a bar in Brooklyn and is also doing some sort of teaching about food thing. He was born in the Philippines and moved here when he was 12 speaking fluent English and he also knows Spanish, French, Portuguese, and ummm a million other languages. Approximately.
And now I’m back to my vampirey ways. That’s just great. Better get on that. Later!
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