Almost time to hit the road

Leaving the house in half an hour. I am rather pleased that I seem to be having a cute day, and also that I can get most of my dreads tied back into a ponytail without a headband these days. Hoping all goes according to plan with the car and silently chanting "must not forget Humira" as I run around getting things together. This is challenging as I'm trying to leave it in the fridge until the last possible second. the only thing worrying me is that even though I made sure to get to bed at a more or less reasonable time, I'm still wicked sleepy. I'm going to have to pick up coffee and a nap on the way to picking up the car.

Right... Time to shut down Epeen and pack her network antenna. Off I go.

Grand central.

Grand central.

Mostly for harinezumi's benefit

Fifteen years later and passing Crestwood station on the metro north still evokes a smirk.

Word meme

Comment "WORDS" to this entry and I will comment back with five words I associate with you. Then you post this in your journal elaborating.

Mine from purpura:

photography - I need to do it more. I've loved taking pictures since one of my sisters handed me an old camera to play with. I think I was three at the time.

ricrolling (might be a cheat!)- I still think it's the best shit ever. But even before it hit the nets, "never gonna give you up" was one of my favorite songs.

cheesecake - honestly not my favorite. I learned to like it fairly recently and even so I'm picky about it. Juniors makes it the righ consistency in my opinion - cheesecake factory's is too squooshy.

Central Park - I actually never hung out there much cause I grew up at the time where the standard wisdom about central park was that every third lamppost had a mugger behind it. Really the only place in central park I've really ever been to is wollman rink which is the best thing since bread sliced with hockey skates.

Prospect park, on the other hand...

Massachusetts - I came here for college because I wanted to go someplace far enough away from home that my mother wouldn't be dropping in every couple of days (NYU was right out) but not too too far away from my city. I ended up going to smith, and while college was full of the academic fail (quite literally) I fell in love with The Valley and ended up staying. I find this funny as before I left I swore I was going to be one of those people that grew up lived and died in new York. (wo)Man plans god laughs.

I'm in the land of sunder. The drive was anything but fun due to torrential downpours but I made it. I am now quite contentedly sprawled on the couch with iPod and Sano Ichiro novels, head pillowed on cell23's lap. life is good. :)