Feeling.

Sooner than Later.

Apparently I'm not committed. I never could commit. I couldn't commit to my seventh grade boyfriend, watching Buffy on a weekly basis, a major. All I can commit to is sleep. Mostly because it is necessary for survival. Oops.

Take Me to the Beach in the Dead of Winter

Take me somewhere unexpected. Let's drive till we run out of gas. Let's go to Taco Bell at 2am. I just want to run around. I want to chase after cars. I won't hit delete. I think its strange that my job has a shower and a broken futon. I'm afraid to eat Chinese in Chinatown. I hate that it is 1am and I have nothing better to do then write here. I feel like a fraud. Motion pictures were made to exploit. I don't want to exploit you. Promise.

Is it Tuesday yet?

Subway-Go-Round

When I barely made my 9:20am Metro North Train from Bronxville station, I should have known my wild ride this morning had begun. My coffee spilled on my jeans, my hair was still wet, and my iPod crashed onto the floor (luckily it survived). Eventually my train pulled into Grand Central, my hair was slightly more dry, and my iPod was still going strong pumping out ABBA at 10am.
I tried to quickly get to the subway, making my way through forests of people and hiking the hills and valleys of Grand Central and eventually I made my way down to the 6, where upon my arrival it departed.
Luckily, the 4 was across the platform and I got on planning to switch onto the 6 at Union Square, it was a brilliant plan (or so I thought). The train made it to Union Square and I got off and within a minute a 6 train pulled in across the platform. My plan was looking successful. I got on the 6, sat down and the train pulled away flying through the underworlds of Manhattan. I then noticed that this train wasn't stopping. It flew past Astor, Bleeker, Spring, and then past my stop at Canal Street. The train got to Brooklyn Bridge, I got off and made my up the stairs, over and down to the other platform waiting for the next train to come and praying this one would stop at Canal Street. The 6 pulled up, I reluctantly got on to it, and it stopped at Canal Street. The ride was over, and sadly it was time for work.

CNN has Holograms?

I can't believe how close we are. This is insane. I've been following Barack Obama for over a year now. My friend took this picture at an Obama speech in Washington Square Park in September 2007. Seeing him speak was totally life changing for me. He made me for the first time in my life "Proud to be an American".

I have been sitting in my house since 7:00pm watching poll results come in and CNN just projected Barack Obama to be our next President.

I am in complete shock. For over a year I have been waiting for this night and I never thought it was going to happen. America wanted Change and we got it. Tonight is the kind of night that I won't forget and I can not wait to tell my children and grandchildren that I helped make history. I am going to wake up tommorow with HOPE. I can't wait.

Afternoon