Archive for July, 2010

The Roadtrip Where I Played Nascar Driver

The only point of living in NYC and subsisting on peanut-butter and scrambled eggs is to be able to brag to non-NYC dwelling friends about the fabulous things you do. Partying with celebrities, getting bottle service at exclusive clubs, and checking out a really neat book at the public library are all things I love to write mass e-mails about. So naturally I...

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I Ate. I Prayed. I Loved. I Still Got Stuck in an Elevator.

It wouldn’t be a weekend in NYC if I didn’t have a death-defying adventure involving calling 911 and sending out last-minute apology to texts to everyone who I have ever offended via Facebook status comment. Or at least from here on out it won’t be. (more…)

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I (Surprisingly) Didn’t Cause the Heat Wave

Last week was an unprecedented week in NYC. And no, I’m not referring to the fact that I ran into a college crush while walking around a bar with a large metal bowl on my head (my tendency to turn every bar decoration into a fashion statement is starting to have a negative impact on my life). No it was a record-breaking heat wave that not only encouraged...

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Please Sign My Petition To End The World Cup

I grew close to 9 feet in 7th grade so naturally I began thinking that it was a good time to start my basketball career. I enthusiastically told my P.E coach to sign me up for the winter season. She immediately responded that due to some minor surgery I had in fifth grade, it wouldn’t be realistic for me to play basketball…ever. I responded by starting...

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