... That title for that
last post was supposed to say "I just
came to say 'hello,'" but I'm an idiot and can't do two things at once... like apparently type and think... So I'm just going to stick with simple titles like "Y'all..." so that my brain doesn't collapse under the pressure of having to use more than one word.
So today is the first day of school, but I'm at work right now, you know, trying to make the "monties" to support my spending habits. Work, by the way, is where I'll be spending every minute of my time that I'm not in class until 4:45, when my place of occupation officially "closes" for the day, which prevents me from being able to get overtime... But alas I cannot challenge the bureaucracy of such a giant institution... at least not on this topic (you know you have to pick your battles, and I have too many other ones that need tending to first).
I returned from New York last Thursday, and this time I finally convinced my aunt that it was absolutely dire that I see Brooklyn. Unfortunately, it did not result in my seeing Andrew Vanwyngarden or any other famous person; but, I think I've decided that if I ever actually did meet him or any other famous person of my fancy, it would shatter the illusion that we could ever be friends in real life and would take away from my whimsical fantasies. So, I'm okay if I never meet him; besides, in the grand scheme of things, thats probably somewhere like 3rd lowest on my list of priorities.
Now, God really must feel empathy for my intolerance of hot weather (which usually includes anything above 80 degrees), because
somehow, Katie and I brought the mild weather with us to New York. It was so much cooler than the suffocating, oppressive, hell-like conditions that besmirch the name of the South. There was actually a good breeze, and it was mostly overcast (which I, for one, thoroughly enjoy), not to mention that it was generally 15 degrees cooler than it had been before we got there. Now, for some reason Grand Central and the subway system apparently were
not built with the inclination that an air conditioner would be a good idea, because it was definitely 30 degrees hotter in there than it was outside. But nonetheless, it was very agreeable weather for August.
Speaking of the subway, I had a unique experience on one returning to Grand Central from Brooklyn. See, what had happen was, there was this guy, Edwin, selling candy bars on the subway. He went from car to car announcing to everyone that he was selling them for 1$ to help him "do something good" with his "time." Now, naturally, I assumed that probably meant buying crack or whatever, so when he looked at me directly and asked me if I wanted to buy one I said "Ehhhh, not really...." But to my credit,
at least I treated him like a human being and showed him some respect by answering him and not completely ignoring his existence like the first people he asked did. But ooohhh no, that didn't matter to Edwin, he wanted me to buy his dadgum candy bars, so he said,
"...
These are anti-racial candy bars,"
and I said "
Whattt?" (probably with my head cocked sideways)
and he said "
... anti-racial candy bars... means they'll make you not hate anybody no more..."
So I said "
Oh, well I hate everybody..."
And he said, "
Oh, yea well white people always hate everybody."
WHATTTTTTTTT????!!!... Let that sink in for a minute....
First of all, I'm pretty sure what he was meaning to say was that they were "anti-
racist" candy bars, not anti-racial. But nevertheless, it was all I could do to pick my mouth up off the floor as he walked to the other side of the subway car (apparently, I had really pissed him off...?) then I whispered to myself "I'm telling!" as if there were some authority figure there that could scold him for calling me a racist in front of everyone on the subway and walk away leaving me confused and speechless, wondering what had just happen, hindering me from being able to respond properly. [See, I told you my brain can't do two things at once!] I've gotten over it, but I'll admit, it stung for a while.
Lastly, I would like to officially, publicly announce that I now have
another blog that I contribute to with Clayton about all our episodes and antics that come from living with each other for the first time. I'll also update any projects/crafts that I do for the apartment on that blog, but my regular crafts will stay on this blog.
Here's some pictures from New York:
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| Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge (I would have rather driven) |
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| At a cool Italian cafe in Brooklyn. I can't remember the name of it though. |
