when i was a teenager, sophie and i started venturing out on our own into the city to hang out.  mostly with javie…  but we used to roam the streets of the village for hours.

this was always my favorite street<3

i decided to go shopping tonight.  i found a pair of pants i was dying for on karmaloop, but the brand sizing always runs different.  i usually wear a 7, and i actually own them in a 5, 7, even a 10…  and they all fit the same, so i have to try them on.  and these were in european sizes so i felt all sorts of fucked… i had to flag down the owner for help…

the store didn’t carry the size i need for the particular style i was looking for.  in fact, i was only one size over :(  woe is me, not meant to be.  (i couldn’t get them over my fat thighs/ass) but the shop owner then handed me another pair…  (mainly just to try them on so that i could go home and order the pants i had wanted from karmaloop) BUT!  the ones that he had handed me ended up being the same large, leopard print in another colour.  and i fell in love with them…. AND they were half off! so i said fuck it, and snagged them.

i decided to go try to buy some more TOMS from some place near W4th called rugged sole and as soon as i asked for a 7.5, homedude worker shot me right down.  says that they don’t get them from size 7 and larger. ??? WTF?

i was like dude, i have an average size foot why wouldn’t they carry that for people? and he didn’t have an answer for me.  so with my head drooping in sadness, i walked out and decided to go for a walk.  i decided scenery, humidity and some starbucks would suffice…  i got them good shots of gay st above, and some other side streets and stuff.  my hands were full from shopping bags so i only snapped what i specifically wanted. it was kind of a mini-goal.

i couldn’t help thinking about how i’m not one of those people that likes to do things like that on their own…  i know i’m not codependent either, but it’s just nicer having someone to share it with.  i would have definitely been out there for an extra two hours, just strolling and wandering, if i hadn’t been alone…  :\

i got a little lost, found a starbucks and was back en route via waverly and found my way home.

i would never want to live in the city other than in the east village, especially right around there.  all of the buildings are filled with personality and they’re so cozy.  the streets are quiet, lined with trees, fancy gates, pretty flower boxes and stoops…  i love it.

i can’t wait until it’s warm again so i can wear my cheap shoes that everyone seems to hate

they were almost destroyed on a rainy day last year, but i cleaned them up nice!

whatever, haters.
shits were $1.99 and they bring me priceless joy, lol.

they also feel like i’m wearing slippers.

although the bottoms suck, so they are slippery.

it’s the price i have to pay, the for low price i paid.

riiiiiiiiight… bed time.

may 1st is just ’round the corner!!! – so i got a lot of shit packed, my walls are looking mighty bare, and it’s so weird.  i hate it.  it’s freaking me out.  i won’t live here anymore…  ever again.  not with mommy either.  not that it’s cut the cord type shit around here, most of the time we can just live together without pissing each other off, and i just love her.  i kinda find it funny/ironic that the apartment we lived in together when it was just me and her when i was a weee little stu (1-4 yrs old),  before sarah was born is directly around the corner from this apartment i’m typing from right now…  and now i’m leaving her from here…

predestined paths.

(i believe in life magic, lol)

there are little white dots all over the walls from where i had stuff taped up, my monster collage walls…  still nowhere near as bad as my old house, but enough…

…i’m gonna miss my little mid-urb neighborhood…  i realized that last night when i was getting home from work.  i had to leave early because of ridiculously horrible cramps, and wound up being back here while it was still light out.  and quite warm.  – i love spring time so much.  and it looks so pretty around here – all the big/little houses with such character (especially the tudors! – fave!) – flowers and trees…  not buildings and hustle/bustle…  well not too much of it anyways, especially on my side streets…

in fact walking home during spring/summer and fall nights from bell is one of my favorite things in the world.  once the warm weather hits, i live for it.  good exercise and it clears the head…  so this weekend, i gotta fit it in before i won’t be around all the time.  especially to sleep here…  although i’m sure i’ll be here for many drunken nights that i’ll end up crashing on the couch…  haha i’m acting like i’m gonna be in another state or country…  but brooklyn – especially where i’m going to be – is kinda far.  especially when you don’t drive.  and now i REALLY don’t have the need to, lol.  and i think it’s gonna be a way different crowd than around here.

BLAH BLAH BLAH.
i’ve got a closet the size of  a small bedroom and a red haired italian boy to get tattoo’d with often!

so…  in other news.  the rangers won tonight (snoozefest, i know – but it’s the playoffs! – GO LUNDQVIST! GO DUBEY!<333) anddd i finally got my rosary ring that i had ordered… one size too big – so it’s on my middle finger instead of my ring finger…
(note to self: SIZE 5 ring finger.)

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…here i thought with all of my nonsense stress i dwell on, that i wouldn’t have a good spring/summer.  because so much has changed since last year, i thought everything would be falling apart…  but!  i have a lot lined up with a lot of different people, and  i’m digging it.

and i realize that whoever is still around through all of this break-up bullshit (including steve), and makes an effort – really makes me happy.  it really isn’t that hard to pick up a phone and text or call.  and i have regular people reminding me of that.  so i’m going to start filtering people out again, like i did a few months ago.

feckkk you!

back to the goods – shows, mini-trips (iowa?, aruba!, pocono’s), moving out, tattoo’s, coney? (are the boardwalk places still open?), upstate sunday funday’s, mets games, warm nights where i’m not rushing home, other good peoples.

i’m such a hermit in the winter.  i can’t wait to break free.
40′s on my “stoop”, iced coffees in hand without getting frost bite, NO JACKETS, walks home from cascarino’s, TANNING!!, random park tours with sophie  …so excited.

hot damn, i complain a lot. and i apologize to anyone who reads this blog… i’m just at this weird place in my life and i feel like my life is the movie “groundhog day”.

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i’m still waiting on my tax refund, it’s been like 2 weeks – wtf.
i want it, save some/spend some.  shit wound up being hefty this year, can’t wait.

bought 4 tickets to see the bouncing souls on may 10th today – PSYCHED.
hope the show is good…  my birthday kinda let me down…

just realized that i got my gj chest tattoo a year ago…
need more ink.  stat.

it’s already friday tomorrow.  this is good.
march is approaching.  i love it.  SPRING IS ON THE WAY.
apparently it’s going to be 56 degrees tomorrow.  NICE.

st. patty’s day soon – one year ago – full of dramaaaa!  (not my fault, some girl was in LOVE with erica – and tried to steal her away – prevented me from seeing her that night…  worst.)  tried to hunt her down and instead got to sit around and watch my cousin put blow up her schnoz in a bar bathroom, yack.

rangers lost, again.  worst.
it’s only the new coach’s second day, i’ll give him another two before i start really bitching…

i just wanna go to sleep.  sorry this blog was boring – it’s how i feel… blah.
nothing exciting… full of complaints and personal let down’s…

STILL didn’t do the laundry, lol…  sunday.  DEFINITELY sunday.