do you remember sound?

per usual, im sitting up despite my inability to keep my eyes open.

something is very disturbing about the way i choose to (vampirically) never sleep. im not entirely positive why i would force myself to stay up when i am piss tired - but i do it, and come the next morning i am, surprise surprise unable to awaken from my drunken stupor of sleep. this feeling is akin to the feeling i get when i have loads of homework but consciously choose to spend it watching the loads of recorded shows on my tivo, most of which i have already seen 3-6 times. exhibit A being episodes of friends or the office season 2. this act of stupidity only gives me more and more time to think about things that i should probably just push out of my head - you know. real people things that arent important. finding a job, and, ahem, ways i can NOT find a job, but still get to lay on a beach all day in australia for 6 months.

but alas, here we are. april 13th, practically a month till i graduate college and i havent a clue what - well, i shouldn't say i have no clue what i want to do. what i should be saying is that i am too lazy/stupid/unmotivated to figure out a way to do these things, so i instead piss and moan about it, scheming on how to get-rich quick while living some romantic (romantic, as in not reality...a clarification i deemed necessary) life where i sit in cafes in another country drinking dark beer and meeting interesting people who just happen to stumble in out of the rain (it is always raining in these situations) for a drink and talk all night about how "my, isnt it so funny how we are here because we quit our day jobs and picked up and left and we haven't a clue what the hell we are doing with our lives?"

if possible, that sounds even stupider the second time i say it.

blah blah blah

so a couple weeks ago i went to new york for spring break. ive wanted to go there since i knew what new york was and i finally made it there. fell in love with it, just like i knew i would. and im excited to announce the following facts/information/tidbits, if you will that i learned in my, oh so classy, stay in the....i hate when people say it, big apple.

that just screams nerd alert. all i picture when i say big apple is some dweeb/asian/fanny-pack clad hick in the middle of times square, gawking awkwardly at the massive, in-your-face-ness of it all, posing dweebishly for a picture they are possibly taking of themselves.

which might have been exactly what i looked like. but, besides that...i was bumming a little on our 3rd day in the city because for some reason, i felt like i wasn't accomplishing anything i wanted to accomplish there because i didnt sit in on a class at NYU, or I hadn't yet listened to empire state of mind while standing on top of the, you guessed it, empire state building. soo to make a long story short (too late), were getting out of a cab at 2 in the morning at times square. it had just poured rain, so everything looked even shinier. so anyways, im getting out of the cab, and i just look up at the lights, gawking awkwardly like that asian/fanny-pack clad loser with my mouth open. masked with the ever-beautiful beer buzz, i couldn't believe where i was. i was in new york, and i could not be more ecstatic.

and for future reference. on your next adventure in the city of lights, please note the following:
1. smoke comes out of the manholes there

that is really the most important. that fact alone curbs all you madison avenue junkies. and yes, even you, washington square park hipster-wannabes.

guilty as charged.