too close for comfort

i went to the city today to hang with matt. he rules. then we picked ko up after work. then we got mud. then we met up with laura for indian food. then i went back to grand central and took the train home.

on the train, a rather large and perhaps drunk man took a seat next to me. he had candy. he opened his kit-kats first and offered me one. i said no thank you. then he pulls out a green popsicle and eats that. he didn't smell very good. luckily, i was reading the L magazine and listening to 3oh!3, so it was easy to ignore him and not come off as rude. throughout the ride he kept taking up more space. It got to the point where i had my arms as close to my body as i was able to hold them, pressed up against the wall of the train, and his heavy arm was still slightly resting on me. It made me VERY uncomfortable. He got off before i did, so i had a 3 train stops to recover. then i walked home because paolo wasn't around to pick me up. it was dark out. but i love walking. the stars are wonderful.

I got a cool watch today.

it's 2:10 am. Paolo is still up watching television. We watched a little of the speed-walking, which is quite an awkward event. a little volleyball. then i made him put it on jon and kate plus 8. i think aidan is my favorite kid. i love them . we also watched some of who's line is it anyway. paolo is a bit of a channel surfer.

i'm taking him shopping tomorrow for dorm stuff. he hasnt even begun packing or contacting his roommates yet. i feel kind of bad that my parents arent here to help him a little. he doesnt really need help, he's always been independent. but i just feel a little bad. and i do not want to drive to union square to move him in. that's going to be a nightmare. I'll see if my uncle can drive instead. my parents should be moving him in, not me.

so i walk into my garage...

I walked into my garage today, and i see this in there:

I played with those buttons. They turn on the windshield wipers and the lights. I probably should't play with this car.



ummm, ok? parloo said vinny just gave it to us. Grace Kelly and some Princess supposedly rode in this car. There was a news article with pictures and everything. Vinny is the guy who is passing the bakery onto me.

The car is cute. but random. i want to drive it. but i dont think i should. the trunk is in the front and the engine is in the back. the seats are wicker.

I also walked into the tv room this evening and found some new paintings hanging on the walls. I love that my parents are so into art and have been buying a lot of new stuff lately. My house has always been full of paintings, but they are usually landscape type paintings of italy or of women or something, done very classically. The new stuff they've been buying has been more modern, and i love it so much. Sometimes I just walk around my house like its a museum. It kind of is.

I said hi to gma today. Her string beans were so good.

Going to nyc tomorrow. going to hang with laura, matt and ko, and get me some mud coffee. stoked.

4:33 am. go to bed.

night.

oh, i also went grocery shopping today. why cant i have catering always? i dont want to take care of myself.

i want to live somewhere

I thought that was funny.

I'm going to look at an apartment with mom today! its brand new. a bit downtown, but its ok. It has an orange kitchen.

real stuff

ok, I'll write something real for a change.

Erica was here for the week and it's been super super fun. Jesica came to hang a couple times. I love all the cougs so much. they make me so happy.

Graduation is Wednesday and I move out of the city on May 31st. Then I come home to Harrison for 2 weeks then start warped tour and do that till late August. Then I have to come back home to Harrison? that sucks dude. I want manhattan. I want the east village. I want saint marks between 1st and A.

What am I going to do after tour? I kind of want to keep touring. Do sponsorship. But those jobs are hard to get. Otherwise I want to be a manager, or an assistant to someone with a cool job that I would like to learn from. Or work at Fuse. I need to email them. All I know is I want to be around and working with music and bands for now. Unless Food Network gives me a job. mmmm.

I can't believe I'm moving back home and out of NYC. that SUCKS so much. I love love love nyc. I wish it was less expensive. If I tour I don't know if I'll get an apartment because that would be silly, but I don't want to have to live in harrison in between tours.

I hate decisions. Someone figure it out for me and tell me what to do. please. please. please. I hate not having a list of things to do and I hate not having a plan. It's scary.

And I hate eating 500 pounds of food in one day. Tomorrow its back to breakfast.lunch.dinner. and baby carrots.

I'm in harrison now, I came home for the night because of 1- we have these taralli that I love and was craving and 2- street cleaning is tomorrow and I didn't want to wake up at 9 to move my car and I didn't want to drive around to find another parking spot.

I was driving home and went on 95 south instead of north and ended up in jersey. So I had to turn around and come back to ny. I'm so dumb sometimes. Like today when I misread the terminal signs and we couldn't find jetblue for erica.

Sometimes I feel really stupid and ditzy because I forget things or make stupid mistakes. I don't like feeling like a ditz.

ok, Ill probably go to bed now. I'm excited for tomorrow and my baby carrots.

goodnight.

lisa.