Thanks for seein' about a girl, friend. here's where I'm writing my own history—for you, for me and anyone else who needs to laugh to keep from cryin' every once in awhile.

i don't have time to be bored.

i have nothing to say really, but i felt that the page needed a post. or rather someone, who's notoriously notable for providing pleasantly pushy hints, "suggested" that i pay nitadee a visit.

coming up on a month in NYC. i admit. i haven't posted nearly as much as i anticipated prior to my moving here. i felt as though i would be so inspired by the city. and i am. but let's face it, inspiration isn't exactly energy, and by the time i wake up and face the city, work in the city, trek home in the city and have no sex in the city (just wanted to see if you were actually reading this) i am too tired to be all up in the city.

so with that said i've seen nothing really. no met, no chinatown, no liberty, no empire state building view from the top, no rockefeller center, no moma, no none of the "touristy" stuff i intended to chug in those first few weeks. and that's okay, because the way i see it, i've got time. well, sort of. but the real reason is, it's too damn cold. i rush everywhere to get out of the air because the wind will whoop your ass, you hearin' me?

i found myself singing bohemian rhapsody to myself on tuesday as i was basically easy come, easy go, any way the wind did blow apparently didn't matter. at least not to me. i got blown across the street, and i ain't whatcha'd call a toothpick. it seriously felt like mother nature just put her foot up my ass and walked me across the street. i got home and literally sat on my heater.

needless to say, until the weather behaves more decently, sista girl won't be roaming too many of these here streets.

but i do enjoy my work, which is something that this page hasn't heard before i'm sure. finally, i'm doing something that doesn't bore me to near-death. in fact, i've no time to be bored, which really is a most wonderful thing in itself, but it's compounded i think when you're actually working on things that interest you and challenge you. this has been a most wonderful experience so far, i feel really blessed to be honest.

i already find myself wondering why there are only 24 hours in a day. i could honestly use more, already. which is more a sign of my needing to tighten up the ol' time management skills than anything else.

oh well i am just rambling and you are probably bored, which is unfortunate and not at all my intention, so i will go now and promise to bounce back soon with something worthier of your rapt attention :)

rapt. who am i kidding? i am just trying to keep the vocabulary alive!

peace and love and let there be Spring!

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I'm livin' it.