This was just like in Blow Up

I started to make this post, with the above title and below tags, and clearly meant to insert some sort of photo. Now I can't remember what that photo was, but doesn't it seem like it would have been a great joke?

I will construct the chase scene to music you will not hear

SO here' s what ive accomplished in my new, improved grownuplife (todo lists, melatonin-taking, address books, breakfast, forgetting mobile phone less often etc)



concocted many colorful farmstand delicacies
bought some swingin ethiopian soul music (addis rocks!)
went to painfully hip night spots (good music!) saw no celebrities though
sold my old clothing
tailored my jeans
visited the roosevelt island TB hospital
saw 2 days in paris (3/5 stars, respectable)
saw the french connection (5 stars, kickin!)



ate japanese lunches (good)
ate fashionable ukrainian dinner at veselka (did not agree w. me)
ate soft icecream in brooks brothers, many glared at us.. but then i bought a bathrobe
assisted in the purchase of a scotland-bound barbour jacket
saw donatella versace (+ entourage)
read 2 books: quiet american good, wuthering heights bad! bad!
received much exciting correspondences



also i went shopping. in the saks lingerie departmentthere is always at least one creepy couple to avoid looking at usually an old guy and his younger russian wife holding hands creepily and smugly perusing creepy lacy things that you're not allowed to try on. often the old guy is really proud of himself etc but this guy took the cake he talked quite loudly and mentioned many individual brand names. i never want to hear the words "hanky panky" come out of the mouth of a man as old as my father. really anyone's mouth.

and now i am off to a date at kalustyans! does anyone need cardamom?