Views from the train going to NYC. Various pictures from the train (taken with the cell phone). Not sure where we were at for most of these. It was nice to see New York from the train perspective. I would love to be able to stop and take pictures- there were some spectacular views along the way!



























I didn't take many photos after my phone froze. I was quite bummed after that, as I wanted to upload this next photo the moment after I took it. This little shop is located just off of Rivington. For (e:paul) and (e:mike) der, who else? ;)



From the courtyard of the studio loft we stayed at. I still have the keys, hehe. This one is crappy, now that I look at it. I have more pics to post soon..



sup, playa? If you have read any of my journals before this, my grungy and very well broken in and super comfy hoody shows up- a lot. Well, I lived in my 'Unibomber hoody' (as it is affectionately known as) pretty much the whole weekedn, with numerous layers of clothing underneath. (e:pyrcedgrrl) teased me for wearing it since in small letters on the hood says, "NYC". She claims that wearing it to NY is like wearing a bandshirt to the concert. I just gave her the finger.


I couldn't read much on the way there as the ride was a bit bumpy and I would have vomited. I was able to read a little while on breaks/stops/delays. This is what I brought with me. I also took pictures of other stuff while bored. I will spare you the multiple pictures of myself and the pictures of the pile of travel pillows I managed to procure- well, before the Pillow Nazi took them from me.


From one train car to the other.


I bought Coach Class seating tickets. Apparently I was mistaken, as we instead got settled in Roach Class seating. Although Mr and Mrs Cockroach were willing to share their seats with us, we moved to another section as soon as we could. ick! The babies were frolicking on the window ledge. Mom and Dad were meandering in and out of the holes of the grate.

The train cars coming back were significantly nicer- no roaches in sight. I don't think I had ever seen one before until then.

Unless otherwise explicitly stated, "sleeping with someone for five months naked" does not make it a relationship; romantic kind, filler kind, any kind.

If you are not sure, ask. If your still not sure after that, then that should be your answer. There are messages in what isn't said as well as what is said out loud. And if you are still not sure and find it necessary to track them down in a community blog (or worse, find a friend to do it) then that should make you start asking a whole new set of questions, ones about yourself.

I am not sure why this annoyed me today, but the uncalled-for-drama that I noticed in the chat this morning had me thinking about this on and off all day. I suppose for various reasons..

Ofcourse I don't know the details, I only know that an issue (if there even is one) was brought up publicly and in a stalkeresque manner. Join the site- have plenty to say in the chat, but no blog? hmmmm.. Shameful.

And even if everything about the situation is 'valid'- why the fuck find that person here and harass them???? This is not the place and what purpose does it really serve? Find an AOL chat room for that.

Whatever case you may have had- I think you lost it.

"he told her awhile ago that he was confused about wanting to be with her"
Damn, I think that is admirably honest of him. I know I have behaved in less than stellar manner in the past.

"and now he is trying to meet new people on the same night"

so?? Although I don't jump into the chat much, most of the peeps are quite friendly, (e:vycious) included--and not just last night. Why not meet new people? Maybe that will help the 'confusion'. Maybe it isn't anyones business who he, we, any of us meet.

Yes, abnd here I am ranting about someone elses business- about stuff I don't really know about..

but atleast it is in a blog.

I am dealing with a stalker or two of my own. Fortunately they havent found me online or sent a friend to harass me. I am not sure what I would do at that point- especially if they found me here, in my community. Maybe my stalkers are a bit more mature, heh.

ok, flame away..

on a train working my way back from new york city.
tried several times to post from manhattan, but either the connection wasn't strong enough (darn big buildings!) or my phone froze; yup it froze. I hope that was the end of that. i need insurance on it stat!

Halloween is the coolest time of year. 5his is probably the first year that I didn't do anthing directly related to it. I didn't even have a pumpkin!
However, Halloween night Jesus gave me a full body massage. I sprung for a nice treat to polish off my weekend. It wasn't candy, but it was sweet. I felt both relaxed and rejuvinated afterwards. While I was lying there naked, I had to supress a fit of giggles. If I hadn't already checked out his belt line, It would have been more strange than what it was to hear the sound of unzipping while I lay there with my eyes closed.
But I had seen a little pack attached to his belt...
if I had started to laugh, I know I would not of been able to stop. There were too mnay humorous and lewd things rolling through my mind. Thanks jesus.

I think I can afford a monthy self-spoiling activity..

so my night of relaxation quickly dissappated upon arrival to work. bah.

a hot bubble bath and a glass of wine is in my future this evening..

Dana and I enjoyed a lovely breakfast at the Teany cafe. There are 98 teas to choose from. I was just where I needed to be with that many choices! I had a pot of Green Sea Anenome tea along with a toasted scone and a side of fresh jam and clotted cream; a sweet cream cheese. The atmosphere was fun, bright and cozy. We had a wonderful seat in the corner by the window; a great view of everything and everyone. It was a nice warm retreat from the very cold windy day. I had to strip down all of my layers as I was bundled under three shirts, a tank top, sweater and scarf, hat, etc.

Although Moby did not make an appearance, his ex girlfriend cashed me out. I had hoped that they spilt on friendly terms, but alas, he is no longer part owner of this super cute cafe. Ok, I don't really know the story between them, maybe they are pals.

I didn't leave with a Moby sighting but I did walk out with my own tin of Sea Anenome tea.

Teany was the only note worthy establishment on Rivington Street.

The clear pot has the anenome and the little tea plate has an extra dried anenome in case I wanted it stonger.





















More tales of New York City to come...