I am still in New York, where it is cold. Earmuff cold…

I am having trouble changing my internal time zone, so about this time (11pm EST), I freak out. My mind starts racing and I suddenly feel wide awake when I should be going to sleep. There is so much. I am filled with mixed emotions; I need to dance, cry, jump-for-joy, scream and melt all at the same time. I am making a big transition and I have to have a conversation I dread.
*more anon.

Meanwhile, I am still in NY ~ so back to that.

I spent Saturday in Brooklyn with Lindsey. What a wonderful, long afternoon-evening we spent wandering Smith and Court Streets looking in all the little independent shops. At one point we took a tea break (hooray for tea-bag messages!)

In the evening, we went to see “The Wrestler” which my friend Rie worked on. (She helped to prepare Marisa for her role). Yeehaw for Marisa and Rie!
After the movie, I found out that Jesus lives in Brooklyn…

Finally, we rounded out the day with a lovely Thai meal before I got back on the subway to Manhattan. Here is Lindsey with our heart-shaped rice…

I heart Brooklyn and I heart Lindsey!

And since there can never be too much Lindsey, tonight she came over to my cute little Manhattan apartment after work and we ordered in. It was nice to have some time to just vegg-out with her: that doesn’t happen very often anymore, what with 2000+ miles between us.

Then, we both walked outside in the frozen wind, she to the subway, me to the gourmet market for some dessert. Look at this crazy selection and the chocolate-covered creampuffs I chose…

Um, hormonal much?
I miss R, so I ate chocolate. And I don’t even really like chocolate.
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