- Quiet evening in office, bronze sunset over Madison Square park. New construction means fresh paint smell, light-catching dust in the air. #
- Now: precious lazy morning, eggs & Columbian coffee in the sunlit kitchen, Phil Ochs on stereo. Soon: to Brooklyn to cut @helio_girl’s hair. #
- Sunday workdays: quiet latte, productivity, up from my desk to dance like an idiot when the overture to Tommy comes on. Hurray empty office. #
- Dear social media: I like you. I really like you. But every once’n'a while you encourage me to be obsessive. To this I object. Relax, okay? #
- Sara, repeat after me: It is all right to skip the gym after a 12 hour workday. It is all right to skip the gym after a 12 hour workday. #
- We used to stay up til 3am building sets, class @ 9:10, paint-smattered, chai-ful, tech rehearsal & final papers due the same day. Remember? #
- Office warming kicked ASS! HA! In large part through the help and hotness of roommates & co. Also, professional lighting = genius. Also, ow. #
- 85% sure I threw my back out during my event yesterday; it aches from blades to dimples. (“Dimples of Venus,” they’re called.) Blast & damn. #
- @MajaMajaMaja My asslaut is unhappy. But hilarious. It all works out in the end. in reply to MajaMajaMaja #
- @egoetschius Skoo lady! I could send you pliers if you like. I would send myself, except I don’t fit through the mail slots. in reply to egoetschius #
- Did something I haven’t done in years: fell so far into my book that I completely missed my stop on the train. Hello narrative love. #
My Week on Twitter: 2009-09-25
Friday, September 25, 2009
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