November 2008
October 2008
My slutty Halloween costumes of yore. →
Halloween 2006. I promise this link is worth... →
Wow. What I used to do all day long. Just one... →
I LOVED that life then, but I don’t miss it now.
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MAKING OF OUR HALLOWEEN COSTUMES PART 1 →
Shot by us, edited by the geniuses over at Time Out New York!
MAKING OF OUR HALLOWEEN COSTUMES PART 2 →
Part 3 - finishing it up, and Part 4 - actually wearing them, to come by Monday.
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!!
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A few thoughts.
(In response to this)
It’s not that I lack of enthusiasm or confidence - I really, REALLY don’t - and it’s not that I question whether I’m going to succeed at this or not (is there really another option??) It’s that what I do comes with certain personal consequences, that, try as I might, I can’t seem to shake. I’ve managed to minimize them, definitely,...
And that's all for tonight. Goodnight.
Thanks to Obama’s video, I’m falling asleep more peaceful than when I woke up. I can’t say any politician ever made that happen before.
Feeling very guarded.
Which isn’t the best way to feel, as a blogger. Or as a human, now that I think about it.
It’s a direct reaction to feeling inundated with variables I can’t control. Today’s highs and lows were not ideal. I just want to shut down, and that includes from blogging.
I want to take a break from the internet. And maybe the world? Can I take a break from the world? I...
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Last night at Merkato 55 with the girls…
I should have added subtitles like “J’ai mal à la tête” to add to my melodramatic noggin antics.
Usually I can't fall asleep because I'm too...
Tonight I can’t fall asleep because I’m too happy!
I just keep wanting to thank god that what makes me this insanely, blissfully happy doesn’t require any money OR alcohol - just amazing friends and incredible conversation. It’s completely recession proof.
I wonder if I’ll be cranky tomorrow, like a happiness hangover or something (Per usual, I didn’t drink...
Me: I used to go on double dates with my college roommate ALL THE TIME. Sometimes I'd take the bullet, sometimes she would.
Mary: Meghan always picks her own bullets.
Meghan: I pick out great bullets.
“How many guys do we ever hit it off with? Very few, and even if we do, those...”
– oh, Carrie Bradshaw. Season 5, episode 3. Yes, I watched two more episodes tonight, because the damn insomnia’s back. Worth it, though. SATC, despite what every more-hipster-than-thou New Yorker now feels, is just straight up classic. And I certainly take something different from it now...
