I almost forgot! This was my last Tuesday morning. I was just minding my own business and this Heineken truck pulled up beside me. Coincidence? I think not. I just hope their are more coincidence in my future.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Coincidence Tuesday
I almost forgot! This was my last Tuesday morning. I was just minding my own business and this Heineken truck pulled up beside me. Coincidence? I think not. I just hope their are more coincidence in my future.
Chocolate Clouds
Welp. It's been awhile. I've missed you all dearly. But I've been a little busy. What with school, and work, and sitting on my butt and doing nothing in between. I'm back though. And hopefully I haven't lost my touch.
In the past coupled weeks I managed to turn in a design project, almost finish another one, clean my work office to a shine, and almost get blown away. But all I've been able to think about lately is eating chocolate. Why? I'm not really sure. But whenever I'm eating, or in between eating, or thinking about eating, all I see is chocolate. I can taste it on my tongue. I can see it in my mind. Yet it's nowhere to be found. Occasionally I mosey on down to the vending machine on the 9th floor to get a Butterfinger or Reese's Cups, telling myself that I have to walk the six floors to do it. Alas, the walking up and down steps does nothing to stop me from getting what I want. So if any of you are feeling generous. Please, feel free to send me some chocolate.Of any kind. I promise, it'll help me with my school work.
Apart from my recent obsession with chocolate, I have realized that if you want to see cops wandering around every block in groups of four or more, all you have to do is create a hurricane and have it disrupt the city. Seriously, guys. I saw more cops in ten minutes than I have seen the entire time I've been here. Well, as long as we don't count the day that I saw about a hundred cops standing on the steps of the post office, getting their picture taken. But really, I've never felt so safe in my life. It was like I had body guards that changed with every block that I walked. I could get used to that...
For those of you who were worried about me while Sandy was running amok, no need to worry. Where I was we had absolutely no problems. Occasionally my windows would shake and I got terribly tired of sitting in my room, but other than that, nothing happened. I was a bit disappointed, but also glad. What made me sad was that my windows are the worst for storm watching. I missed the big windows in my family room at home that allowed me to sit and watch the rain and wind. Oh well. At least I didn't actually blow away.
It's really strange though. I've always noticed the calm before the storm in regards to nature. How you can smell the storm before it gets to you, and see all the animals hiding, but wow. New York City people really brought a whole new meaning to this. I went out on Sunday, to grab some ice cream for dinner of course, and there was nobody out. Now, nobody is relative, so there were some people, but I could actually move without running into anybody, and I was able to ride the elevator up and down from my room without anybody else. Now the ice cream was delicious (Cookies 'n Cream...mmm) but really I could not get over the fact that everybody was just...gone. I wasn't nervous about the storm until then. And once I got to the Drugstore to get my fix, it was packed! Completely. The line could have gone all the way to North Carolina and back. Okay. Maybe not. but it sure felt like it when I was only buying three things.
The ice cream was worth it though. You should replace your meals with frozen delights more often. It's delicious and filling. And delicious.
I came to the conclusion recently (not the one that I'm completely ADD) that my mom and sister and i should open up an organization business. For real. last week all I did at work was organize and clean, and it was great. I got to throw things away that weren't being used and use lysol wipes to clean and disinfect. It was therapeutic. I've never felt better then the day after the cleaning, walking into the office and not feeling like I'm walking into a war zone. My head was clear and I didn't feel itchy from the dirt. So if any of you think this idea is plausible, let me know! That way it'll be easier to convince my mom and sister to join me. And I'll have an excuse to go to IKEA and the Container Store. So please. RESPOND. Or send me a text. Or something.
I'll try to be better about this whole blogging thing for you. Just for you. :)
Do pobachennya.
Kim.
In the past coupled weeks I managed to turn in a design project, almost finish another one, clean my work office to a shine, and almost get blown away. But all I've been able to think about lately is eating chocolate. Why? I'm not really sure. But whenever I'm eating, or in between eating, or thinking about eating, all I see is chocolate. I can taste it on my tongue. I can see it in my mind. Yet it's nowhere to be found. Occasionally I mosey on down to the vending machine on the 9th floor to get a Butterfinger or Reese's Cups, telling myself that I have to walk the six floors to do it. Alas, the walking up and down steps does nothing to stop me from getting what I want. So if any of you are feeling generous. Please, feel free to send me some chocolate.Of any kind. I promise, it'll help me with my school work.
Apart from my recent obsession with chocolate, I have realized that if you want to see cops wandering around every block in groups of four or more, all you have to do is create a hurricane and have it disrupt the city. Seriously, guys. I saw more cops in ten minutes than I have seen the entire time I've been here. Well, as long as we don't count the day that I saw about a hundred cops standing on the steps of the post office, getting their picture taken. But really, I've never felt so safe in my life. It was like I had body guards that changed with every block that I walked. I could get used to that...
For those of you who were worried about me while Sandy was running amok, no need to worry. Where I was we had absolutely no problems. Occasionally my windows would shake and I got terribly tired of sitting in my room, but other than that, nothing happened. I was a bit disappointed, but also glad. What made me sad was that my windows are the worst for storm watching. I missed the big windows in my family room at home that allowed me to sit and watch the rain and wind. Oh well. At least I didn't actually blow away.
It's really strange though. I've always noticed the calm before the storm in regards to nature. How you can smell the storm before it gets to you, and see all the animals hiding, but wow. New York City people really brought a whole new meaning to this. I went out on Sunday, to grab some ice cream for dinner of course, and there was nobody out. Now, nobody is relative, so there were some people, but I could actually move without running into anybody, and I was able to ride the elevator up and down from my room without anybody else. Now the ice cream was delicious (Cookies 'n Cream...mmm) but really I could not get over the fact that everybody was just...gone. I wasn't nervous about the storm until then. And once I got to the Drugstore to get my fix, it was packed! Completely. The line could have gone all the way to North Carolina and back. Okay. Maybe not. but it sure felt like it when I was only buying three things.
The ice cream was worth it though. You should replace your meals with frozen delights more often. It's delicious and filling. And delicious.
I came to the conclusion recently (not the one that I'm completely ADD) that my mom and sister and i should open up an organization business. For real. last week all I did at work was organize and clean, and it was great. I got to throw things away that weren't being used and use lysol wipes to clean and disinfect. It was therapeutic. I've never felt better then the day after the cleaning, walking into the office and not feeling like I'm walking into a war zone. My head was clear and I didn't feel itchy from the dirt. So if any of you think this idea is plausible, let me know! That way it'll be easier to convince my mom and sister to join me. And I'll have an excuse to go to IKEA and the Container Store. So please. RESPOND. Or send me a text. Or something.
I'll try to be better about this whole blogging thing for you. Just for you. :)
Do pobachennya.
Kim.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Please Do Your Hair Like Dolly Parton
This blog is entitled "Please Do Your Hair Like Dolly Parton" for a reason. It's not because for the past couple of weeks I have managed to ride the elevator at work with a Dolly Parton wanna-be, but is because her hair is awesome. If any of you disagree, just go look at Texas. Everybody's got hair the size of...Texas there. So please, I'm begging you. Do your hair all big and blown out. If not for the thumbs up and cat calls you'll get, then for the ability to block people's views.
On a side note. Ride the subway whenever possible. Or walk. Or take another form of transportation. But the subway is the greatest. Not only is it fast. But it has the ability to make you feel like you're in a movie. Yes. I can hear the soundtrack now. Something fun and upbeat. And most likely hip hop. Because let's face it. When four guys walk on the subway and start dancing while flipping a hat and flipping themselves, there's probably going to be some super amazing hip hop beat playing.
Oh wait. No. That's what happened to me in real life. Yes, people. Four guys walked on the subway and began to dance. It was the best subway experience of my life. I thought for sure there must be a hidden camera somewhere, but alas, I was unable to find it. Lessen learned though, ride the subway all the time.
But of course. If you want a little piece of TV, all you have to do is walk down the street. I can't even tell you how many Spanish news shows I can be seen walking through. It's amazing. I never thought I would have to opportunity to be a background star. I feel beautiful with my hair blowing in the wind and my cheeks a little pink from the cold. And once I hear those Spanish words my hips start to sway a little bit more and I'm on top of the world. At least for ten seconds while I walk by.
I apologize for not putting more pictures up. But let's face it. I'm having too much fun to stop and take a picture. Also, I would probably get trampled over by people, run over by a car, or simply pointed at because I'd look like a tourist. So bear with me while I try my best.
That's all you get for now.
La Revedere.
Kim.
On a side note. Ride the subway whenever possible. Or walk. Or take another form of transportation. But the subway is the greatest. Not only is it fast. But it has the ability to make you feel like you're in a movie. Yes. I can hear the soundtrack now. Something fun and upbeat. And most likely hip hop. Because let's face it. When four guys walk on the subway and start dancing while flipping a hat and flipping themselves, there's probably going to be some super amazing hip hop beat playing.
Oh wait. No. That's what happened to me in real life. Yes, people. Four guys walked on the subway and began to dance. It was the best subway experience of my life. I thought for sure there must be a hidden camera somewhere, but alas, I was unable to find it. Lessen learned though, ride the subway all the time.
But of course. If you want a little piece of TV, all you have to do is walk down the street. I can't even tell you how many Spanish news shows I can be seen walking through. It's amazing. I never thought I would have to opportunity to be a background star. I feel beautiful with my hair blowing in the wind and my cheeks a little pink from the cold. And once I hear those Spanish words my hips start to sway a little bit more and I'm on top of the world. At least for ten seconds while I walk by.
I apologize for not putting more pictures up. But let's face it. I'm having too much fun to stop and take a picture. Also, I would probably get trampled over by people, run over by a car, or simply pointed at because I'd look like a tourist. So bear with me while I try my best.
That's all you get for now.
La Revedere.
Kim.
Sunday, October 7, 2012
1, 2, 3!
Okay. Here are some life lessons for everyone.
1. When it rains be sure to have an umbrella.
Also be sure to walk around a lot of people. Because chances are, there will be a very flamboyant straight man that will dance with his umbrella to make you smile and then say a creepy "hey ladies" to you and your friend. Just image a singing in the rain, Broadway kind of umbrella dance. Or you could also compare it to Rihanna dance in her Umbrella video.
2. Make sure your fake nails are glued on nice and good.
If not. make sure that they don't fall off in the hallway. It's just gross. And really, I don't think that shade of hot pink/red suits anybody. So if you must drop them on the hallway floor, at least make them a color that I would like to look at.
3. If you want people to be nice to you, wear a short skirt.
I'm not even talking a mini skirt. Just something short enough to show some thigh. The amount of people who fall over backward to help you goes from maybe half a person when you aren't showing leg, to about 20. So if you're ever running an errand and you know you're going to need some help carrying something, or reaching something, or you're just lazy and don't want to do something....wear a skirt. It's also pretty good for your self esteem when guys call you beautiful and tell you they want to marry you.
4. Exercise.
Simple enough. But really. Do you want to be that person who gets sweaty from a five minute walk to work? Or from walking up three flights of stairs? I didn't think so. Also, there are usually some very cute boys that hang out in work out rooms. Just FYI. for those of you who care about that sort of thing.
5. Don't wear mom jeans.
They just aren't flattering. And guys. Really? Why would you wear anything that resembles a mom jean? I just don't understand. No girl is going to glance at your bum if you are. Unless it's to say, "Really, man? Those look like jeans my mom would wear." NO MORE LONG BUTT!
6. Finally, Donuts are delicious.
But be careful. I hadn't had a donut in months. And now I'm having a problem because about 20 stores in the block radius of where I live sell donuts for less than a dollar.
That's all you get for now.
Do widzenia
Kim.
1. When it rains be sure to have an umbrella.
Also be sure to walk around a lot of people. Because chances are, there will be a very flamboyant straight man that will dance with his umbrella to make you smile and then say a creepy "hey ladies" to you and your friend. Just image a singing in the rain, Broadway kind of umbrella dance. Or you could also compare it to Rihanna dance in her Umbrella video.
2. Make sure your fake nails are glued on nice and good.
If not. make sure that they don't fall off in the hallway. It's just gross. And really, I don't think that shade of hot pink/red suits anybody. So if you must drop them on the hallway floor, at least make them a color that I would like to look at.
3. If you want people to be nice to you, wear a short skirt.
I'm not even talking a mini skirt. Just something short enough to show some thigh. The amount of people who fall over backward to help you goes from maybe half a person when you aren't showing leg, to about 20. So if you're ever running an errand and you know you're going to need some help carrying something, or reaching something, or you're just lazy and don't want to do something....wear a skirt. It's also pretty good for your self esteem when guys call you beautiful and tell you they want to marry you.
4. Exercise.
Simple enough. But really. Do you want to be that person who gets sweaty from a five minute walk to work? Or from walking up three flights of stairs? I didn't think so. Also, there are usually some very cute boys that hang out in work out rooms. Just FYI. for those of you who care about that sort of thing.
5. Don't wear mom jeans.
They just aren't flattering. And guys. Really? Why would you wear anything that resembles a mom jean? I just don't understand. No girl is going to glance at your bum if you are. Unless it's to say, "Really, man? Those look like jeans my mom would wear." NO MORE LONG BUTT!
6. Finally, Donuts are delicious.
But be careful. I hadn't had a donut in months. And now I'm having a problem because about 20 stores in the block radius of where I live sell donuts for less than a dollar.
That's all you get for now.
Do widzenia
Kim.
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