So last year my birthday was a weekend long event themed Apocaweekend and it was the greatest birthday of all time.
This year I am in Maryland away from my usual co-conspirators and will be attending a Nature Intrepreter training at Rocky Gap State park. STILL I AM DETERMINED TO OUTDO MYSELF THIS YEAR.
I’ve decided to make it a MONTH-LONG CELEBRATION OF MY BIRTH.
- TWO STATES: New York and Maryland
- 30 DAYS: MAY 25th to JUNE 25th
- COUNTLESS HOURS OF FUN
- Laura Marling Prospect Park Concert
- Planetarium trip
- drunken bonfire camping (TWICE)
- Fleet Week/Tall Ships
- Archery Lessons with my Brooklyn girls
- MAYBE EVEN SKYDIVING?!?!
This is me and Stachow at South of the Border in South Carolina during our road trip almost two years ago. Stachow has been having a really hard time of it recently, so I decided the best way to remedy that was to publicly humiliate her by singing her praises online. Because that’s how the future was envisioned when the internet was created.
Stachow is one of the five closest people in my life, people who are my heart and soul. Let me tell you what kind of person Stachow is. She’s the kind of friend who will drive hours to hang out with you just for an evening, on more than one occasion. She’s the kind of friend who will not let a freak snowstorm keep her from joining you for Mardi Gras and will hop on the next Greyhound so she can spend just 24 hours with you in your beloved city. She’s the kind of friend who will hear the story of you literally shitting your pants at Saks and not only not judge you but love you all the more for it. She’s the kind of friend who fangirls over the same shit as you with even more intensity than you. She’s the kind of friend who will hear you go on and on and ON about Drew Brees and Saints football and not give a shit about that but give a shit about you. She’s the kind of friend who will push you through the last year of college, no matter how hard it is and how much you want to give up, and will reward you at the end by staying up until 4 in the morning watching Supernatural b/c WHAT IS HAPPENING TO US AH NEXT DISC NEXT DISC! She’ll listen to you whine and complain and cry with no judgment and for as long as needed. She’ll suggest a senior skip day and spend an entire afternoon recreating The Departed and pretending to be the kraken in Boston harbor. She’ll get swine flu with you (I still blame it on when we saw Iron Man 2). She’ll go get McDonald’s with you any time of day or night when college was just too much. She’ll welcome you with open arms in London when you still aren’t really friends. She’ll buy you Jaffa Cakes b/c she knows all about your various obsessions. She’ll appreciate when you send her a kind of creepy photo collage of your friendship for a Christmas present. I’m pretty sure she’d physically harm someone if I asked her to. And she’s a tough, ambitious, and talented mofo who will achieve everything she wants no matter how frustrating it is right now b/c she said she would live in London AND SHE DID she said her Brooklyn self would get a license and a car AND SHE DID she said she would live in nature AND SHE IS and she said “you’re stuck with me forever AHAHAHA” and we are. And I love her more than I love fast food, so you know this shit is legit.
So I may have convinced my MCC crew members to build a real life minecraft house.
Fort Martinak - 9 February 2012
correction: I do not want a job. I want a career.
Dear Tumblr, I AM ALIVE (part deux)
So I got in a car accident. No one was hurt, but my car is damaged, but driveable (to a degree). I’m thinking of just tossing in the towel and moving back to New York.
This accident is following a string of stupid illnesses and injuries that I had in January and an alleged “death threat” towards me from someone who is no longer integrated in my personal and/or professional life.
Not to mention bouts of homesickness for family and friends and a SOCIAL SCENE.
Apparently, my life is shaping into a 2012 midseason replacement drama.
So on a whim I drove to Washington D.C.
I only spent 3 hours there after a 4 hour roundtrip travel time, but I:
- saw Rocio who was roadtripping through the capital.
- ate delicious falafel in Adams Morgan.
- failed at finding a parking area near the Lincoln memorial several times, which ended in my screaming, “I see you, sucka!” from the rolled down window of my car.
- belting out our rendition of Party in the USA.
Cost: just under $40
So Christmas at my house is basically my life before I moved to Maryland. My parents told me to supply my own toilet paper and to bring a Christmas tree. I went grocery shopping for them and they picked expensive items like salmon and pineapple. They made me get up before noon on a Sunday to go to church where I had to shush them for poking and giggling too loudly during the sermon. I bought them Popeyes for lunch and cooked a fancy dinner while they lounged in front of the TV watching Nazis and Zombies.
And then for presents I bought them a bajillion heartfelt things and all I got in return was a candle (from Mom) and chocolates and a lottery ticket (Dad).
I WONDER WHO IS THE PARENT IN THIS RELATIONSHIP?
an afternoon on tuckahoe creek with my maryland family - October 2011