December 2009
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Staff Holiday party:
Peppery fried chicken; perfectly seasoned, slick collard greens, sweet + meaty ribs from a Harlem soulfood joint— yes, this place is a joint.
Margaritas with lime juice, our enormously tall leader, the man who signs our paychecks all, looming in the kitchen; hunched over the table, fresh-squeezing those limes and dipping the plastic cups in coarse salt, he measured the...
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Ramen.
Both of my trains, coming and going from work today, were delayed by accidents in the trains directly ahead. Good or bad luck?
So. I met with a coworker getting off from Balthazar at 9pm tonight for some soul-stirring ramen. Done in the early evening uptown, I killed time in the back office at Book Culture; with the meal to come in mind, so that all in my tummy was in readiness, I snacked on...
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I know I'm a bit late on updates, other than Bowie...
Ahem. To begin, I must say: Book Culture. I like you. Went out with my ladies from said bookstore the other night; there was sushi, ramen, dumplings. Talk of boys, the Twilight series, and TV shows. I was up too late to wake up at five the next morning.
Office work is lame, sure, but the sun shines directly on my desk during part of the day, and I get to listen to whatever music I like.
So some...
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First official New York Sunday, if you will.
Last night I awoke from a post-work nap— Conor was knocking at my door; he said something along the lines of: “Wake up you sleepy head, put on some clothes, shake up your bed…”
He was there to take me to the Bowie Ball. I tousled my hair, put on gold eye shadow and some leggings in lieu of pants— paired them with chunky...