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.