Yesterday I moved to a new location in Brooklyn, shaving a good half-hour and one train off the commute. My trains are now numbered, not lettered. I’m staying with friends of friends for eight days or so until I leave on vacation. I had a great time with the Pratt/SVA crew on Taaffe, but it’s so much easier to wake up when you can see light through your windows, and hear birds singing. I didn’t realize that waking up without birds in a basement apartment was part of why I’ve felt so sleepy.
It never takes me more than an hour to pack any more.
May 1, 2008 at 8:09 pm
Do I see this right? Are you coming to LA this month- or is it like a brief stopover on your way to Hawaii (you lucky, lucky girl!)?
May 4, 2008 at 4:49 pm
stopover, alas. but it still counts, in my mind.