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  • My three interviews went well today, as far as I can tell. Now the waiting game. The good news is that I will know probably by the end of this week because everybody is in a rush to finalize schedules. The internship sent me two partial manuscripts to read and evaluate. I'm half way done.

  • WHY ARE THERE CRITTERS IN NYC WATER?. Brb, going to go reestablish to my filter that it's my best friend ever.

  • House warming/random party last weekend when smashingly. Annoyingly, the furniture was in the process of arriving at the same time that the guests were so we spent a couple of hours putting things together and then the party got under way. Oh and [personal profile] iambickilometer came down from Boston so that was added excitement.

  • Things that I forgot I love about New York:
    1. The abundance of well-dressed men. (And by well dressed, I mean in [nice] suits.) Speaking of which, I just want to mention how fantastic waistcoats are and that everybody should endeavor to wear them as often as possible.
    2. Walking through Central Park on a sunny day
    3. Sunday mornings when the city is lazy and sleepy for the only time during the week

  • The other day I stopped on the sidewalk and asked a doorman why he was spraying the sidewalk. I've always wondered why they do that and my best guess is that it's to keep it clean. ... He had no idea. Every day he waters the sidewalk and has no idea for what purpose he does it. We had a good laugh and I walked home smiling the whole way.

  • I've been watching Mad Men and rewatching season one of White Collar. SO MANY SUITS. MORE SUITS THAN GOD. unf.

  • Does Your Language Shape How You Think?. Well, linguistics has already answered that question. (The answer is yes, but the Sapir-Whorf hypothesis is still wrong in a number of ways.) The part in this article about geocentric and egocentric directional language is fascinating and just goes to show you that the stories we tell (and I firmly believe every act of speech is an act of storytelling) shape our understanding of the world.

  • I can't get over how much eleven's face reminds me of my dad. It's the crinkly eyes and the semi-dimples when he laughs/smiles. Mostly the eyes. I'm going to miss my papa.
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This is about a city that doesn't exist.

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New York

Sep. 12th, 2008 04:33 am
usullusa: Matt from Deathnote (Default)
I am in New York City. It is 4:00 AM and I am sitting on my bed in my dorm across from the window. My roommates are asleep. I can hear the sound of all three fans rotating from side to side, though not see them. My pillow which does not smell like home but does smell like Target is pressed against the wall behind my back. My left shoulder blade is digging into the plaster and the sensation is oddly satisfying- a counterpoint for the softnesss warmed by body head. I cannot help but look up. My window looks out onto the Hudson. I can see the pinpricks of hundreds of lights wavering in the darkness. I have been here for three week and for the first time I have truly realized that I am in New York City.

Thought: Are there new constellations in the streets of new york in lieu of the old ones in the sky?

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