I like walking here a lot. I go on walks by myself on occasion, just to get fresh air and people watch and think. So, sparking from a crazy idea that I got yesterday, I plan to walk every street and avenue in Manhattan within the next 10 or so months. I might make it into a photo project...maybe getting a shot on every block or at least one from every street, but we'll see. I found a few people's stories on the interwebs, and it's been done before, therefore it is doable. Winter break will give me a lot of free time, since I'm staying in the city, and I think I can get a good amount of walking under my belt.


Also, I'm going to Mass at St. Patrick's Cathedral this evening at 5:30. I've been meaning to go for a while. Until then, maybe I will be productive academically or something. Read Econ. Who knows.

Morning Jogs in the City


...are awesome. I'm all in a funk lately because I haven't been going before classes in a few days, but it's awesome. The city is so quiet except for the few early people up and about before sunrise. It's an entirely different place.

Central Park is beautiful in the fall.

I don't even know where to begin.
I love it.
So much.

Empty Mornings


I really enjoy early mornings, and I enjoy them even more when they are in Manhattan. I love the contrast between the busy afternoons and the empty hours before sunrise. 4 AM is when this city looks its best, I think.

I fell asleep after I got home from class yesterday afternoon at 5, and then I managed to sleep for six hours. Don't ask me how. So, since I usually get about 6 hours of sleep a night, I saw no reason to sleep after I woke up at 11 PM. I went over to Caz's room with Abby since the Lewis boys were in a house meeting, and we shared stories about major injuries in our past. Ryan was also there, and he told us about how he broke his femur when he was 2. It was great times.

Then, Abby and I went up to the roof because the boys went to Wendy's and weren't back yet, and all of my stuff was in 5B. There were people up there, and it was nice.

Then we went to 5B and listened to the boys plan a man trip up to Vermont some time in November. I am jealous, but this means that we will have a nice home-cooked meal waiting for them when they come home. Then we studied for Logic. I left their place after they all went to bed and headed over to the Herald Square Market to buy a drink and sit upstairs to read some more. Unfortunately, there's a 5-dollar minimum to use a credit card, so I had to buy 3 drinks. Then I sat upstairs, drank a V8, and read Logic for about 30 minutes until I decided to head home. Now I'm sitting here and feeling pretty confident about the Logic material. There are 4 hours until class starts. I'm going to go to the gym in about 30 minutes, most likely. I love going to the gym in the morning. Let's make that a habit.

Baking and Falafel


First of all, I failed at my Facebook abstinence. The withdrawal lasted about 73 hours. It was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. Not really, but it put some perspective on my Internet habits.

On Monday I made a pie, and not just any pie, but a vegan apple pie! To test out my domestic skills, I had the boys over to tell me how it tasted. They were quite pleased. Now, let me tell you, baking apple pie is one of the greatest smells in the world. Because of this, I made another pie on Tuesday just so I could smell that smell again. Here's a sampling of how awesome the experience was:

Today, I had to write a paper on Ruth. If you don't know who Ruth is, she's got her own book in the Old Testament. Check it out. Anyways, I had to write a paper like a diary from her perspective. (Actually, I still have to write it, because I never finished.) Back to the story. As I was sitting in my apartment, I came to the conclusion that I was hungry for falafel, and that walking down to the village to get falafel would be good use of my time. It was. Then I sat in Washington Square Park with my falafel to write my Ruth paper. I got almost a page, then I was too cold, so I left to walk back home. Now I'm sitting in my apartment, and my apartment is warm. I like it. Too bad I still have that paper to write. Gahhhh.

Facebook No More


So guess what. I am not getting on Facebook for a while. Well, to be precise, I am not getting on Facebook until Sunday. On that Sunday, I will return to Facebook for a short time in order to gather any contact information. I expect people to call and send me texties, aight?

Dave and Jake will make me have bad dreams.


I'm not quite sure where to begin, but I'm convinced that I may have nightmares tonight. To sum it all up: Dave has a serious sleep disorder (according to me), and Jake is just creepy.

Extended version:
So we get back from Fall Retreat for King's, and then Abby and I go to church with Zack and Reid at Gallery. I really enjoyed it, but Abby had to shoot out of there quickly at the end because she was feeling really nauseated and had vertigo-like symptoms. When I got back to the apartment, she's feeling better and we decide to go visit the Lewis boys at 5C to study for our Economics quiz tomorrow. We read over the practice quiz we got from the student portal and managed to only get distracted a few times. After all of that, we go into the living room to finish Fight Club, which we had started the night before on retreat. At the end of the movie, we end up in this cuddle pile on the couch with Dave soundly asleep in the middle. Now, Dave is really soundly asleep until he wakes up and acts extremely confused, asking us if we think his face looks fat. Then, he starts crying. Yes. This happened about two more times, and each time was freakier than the one before. Finally, Jake manages to coax Dave back to 5B, and upon return proceeds to make creepy face gestures. There's really so much more to that, but I'm so worked up right now that I can't even articulate the chain of events of the night.

Also, the retreat was amazing. The end.

Fall Retreat


We do not want to go. End of story.

I can't find my shiny leggings that I so desperately want to have for the drama competition. I want to go to the gym, but there is no time. I also want to take a shower, but it keeps spewing out dirty water. Yes. I don't want to think about that. Ughhh. Fall retreat is the bane of my existence right now. I wish I could stay and be sick with Abby.

Update: Shiny leggings have been found.

I love QE1.


As much as I love QE1, I now have a huge tummy ache. It may be from all of the guacamole I ate at our QE1 movie night, but who knows. Ow ow ow ow ow. Who says vegans have to be healthy, huh?

Tim Wainwright


Tim Wainwright.

Abby told me to name this entire blog "Tim Wainwright", but I didn't feel like that was appropriate. You're okay and all, Tim, but you're just not blog title material. So instead, I gave you the honor of being the title of the first post. Also, I gave you big, bold letters. Be pleased.

So, I keep having this craving for frozen grapes, but I already ate/stole all of Abby's, so there are no more grapes to eat. We went to Union Square with Dave last night for groceries, but I didn't want to buy the expensive Trader Joe's grapes. I keep being lazy. Abby and I just went to Duane Reade to stock up on junk. I had kettle corn, Oreos, and Diet Dr. Pepper for dinner. I will possibly have another bag of kettle corn soon. Kettle corn is just too good for words. 100 calories for a giant bag of microwave popcorn? Yes, please.

I miss math.