so today was the first part of our office’s move. pictured above, lol, will show our office on the left (now) and where we will be situated tomorrow (right). yeah, 5th floor. both corner offices, across from each other, lol.
45>55
pennsylvania
friday night == commute from hell!
a) rain sucks
b) humidity sucks
c) mta doesn’t function correctly when it’s raining
so i get outta work on friday, trying to get home as fast as i possibly can so that i can make a weekend bag and feed the cat… i’m out of work at six and don’t get home til seven… the F got stuck and then my bus never came… so i’m walking around sweating in the rain, and my hair turns into the biggest frizz ball i’ve seen yet this icky summer… and it’s up mad sloppy. so i change fast and go go go. i get the Q, that too is running like shite… i am forced watching this weird white dude eat a lemon pie and then wash it down with lemonade, GUHHH! (picture) i get out at 34th street and practically run to penn station… when i get to the time table, it says the port washington line is running on track 20. i have three minutes to catch the train.
i buy the ticket and run downstairs. train is empty. wtf? i sit down anyways and then some old lady starts complaining about a hamptons crowd… what is she talking about? i then notice my track has changed. i didn’t realize this and by the time i get to my track, my train is gone.
erica is so pissed at this point because we were supposed to be on the road by then, but her cousin she was driving up was late too… he at that point was later than me, so woo! i just told her it was out of my hands and i’d get there as soon as possible… got some mcdonalds… finally was on my way to bayside.
got there, got in the car, drove on up – sippin’ on a redbull. erica’s cousin michael started futzing around with my iphone for music, i get made fun of for most of the selection on my iphone anddd he says he doesn’t know 1/4 of it… still, he finds some things to listen to (mostly mainstream 80′s) and i put my head back in the back seat and stare up at the stars. i haven’t seen so many stars in ages. so pretty.
we get to the house and erica is embarrassed about her old bedroom. apparently it hasn’t changed since she was living there in high school.
first thing i find?…
(more…)
darkness
i love it when the lights go out on subway train cars and platforms.
spooky!
thanks.again.mta
i can either take the F train from 74th and broadway or 42nd st/bryant park from the 7 line. 74th and broadway is still in queens and the other stop is in the city, obviously… so if a 7 express goes local i still have the chance to get off and take it from 74th and broadway…
well today, they decided to make it local after it was pulling out of 74th and broadway. and the damn train was too packed to try to get out at the next stop to go back… i wasn’t too late to work, just made it. but still.
GRRR.
then they keep us @ queensborough plaza because apparently an express train BEHIND us had to pass us.
um. yeah. what?
how was there an express train BEHIND us?
i was stuck sitting next to some guy with the worst breath i’ve ever smelled who felt the need to keep coughing and breathing with his mouth open. i wanted to cry.
things.today
i wore my hair to the right today.
i took the adventure alone today, marilyn was MIA.
i always gasp for breath when i walk up my york st. station in the morning. it’s 2 flights of stairs, a long/steep uphill ramp, and then 2 more flights of stairs.
the starbucks people always know what i want before i order it.
had a salad and a slice for lunch.
salad ingested at 1ish, pizza at 4ish.
got my wonderful co-worker about to have her baby any day now a gift card, had everyone sign it… gave it to her and made her blush<333
avoided the bald dude who asked me out via xmas card successfully, again.
trains
i don’t know which i’d rather deal with, the arrogant LIRR train riders or the ignorant 7/F train riders.
either way, i’m not happy with my PT adventures.
except for when you were around, turd.
it’s lonely around these parts 
