We’re women, we bleed, and it’s ok. Probably.

So yesterday was the International Women’s Day. And you want to know how I celebrated this special day? I went to work. I went to work like I normally would, and just sort of worked. Then when I was done with that, I got home and spent an hour on the phone with an insurance broker, just something I promised my parents to help with. And once I was done with that, I changed the light bulbs in the kitchen. Because you can just take my word for it, kitchen without lights becomes less useful, and more dangerous. And then...

I’m going to Paris mofos!

So I haven’t written any posts for a while, and I did it on purpose. It’s a slick publicity move. Which is meant to keep you intrigued. Where you intrigued? Not really? Thought so. It was more like the usual adult life taking over. And I let it for a while, but I’m done now. And I’m back for good. A few things I have to tell you. I went to the Armory Show on Thursday, and it is probably the largest gathering of contemporary art galleries showing in New York. It’s also probably one of the fanciest. Because the...

What is MoMA PS1

I started writing this post about last Sunday since probably last Sunday, but never got around to finishing it. It still seems kind of relevant, so I might as well finish it now. I promise to be more disciplined in my blog writing. Maybe. Sunday was the first sunny day in a while. And people took to the streets. Literary almost everyone I know suddenly decided on the outside activities of different sorts, just to be out in the air, and in the sun. It’s like we’re goddamn flowers, which actually above behavior sort of suggests we are. And I just called you...

On doing yoga, exploring human fear, and saving a baby bird

It’s official, you guys. This week I have passed my 21 days morning yoga mark. Meaning I’ve been doing this morning routine long enough for it to possibly become a habit. Because that’s just some psychology trick that I might have read about on Facebook. And all sarcasm aside, I can tell you that I do feel less sarcastic. Which kinda sucks because it’s always been my thing. And now I need to find a new thing, probably raising chickens, and making my own compost? Happy people seem to always go down that route. But until that happens, I’ll share...

Animal Friends are truly friendly

So I feel like I owe you a follow up post on my cat’s blood stool situation. Because you’re probably dying to know, and can’t get around to enjoying your weekend. Also, because this story has a good ending, and we don’t see those too much. Since I don’t have a regular doctor for my cat, because I just don’t, I googled info for some Animal Clinics in my neighborhood. And these guys came up Faithful Friends Animal Hospital so I called them. Because what can be better than Faithful Friends? Unfaithful but fun friends, but that’s another story. And...

On working from home, not going to a Fashion Week show, and dealing with blood stool

I seem be in the mood of talking to you guys lately. Not you fault, so don’t stress. But anyway, yesterday in New York we suffered a somewhat severe snowstorm. I was going to go with a completely and absolutely severe, but then I got to work from home. And, you know, storms seem pretty lame from the comfort of your home. Like I even almost felt guilty, at some point, for not going in. Key word almost. And I had some revelations about working from home. It’s not all roses, I tell you that much. Firstly, there is this...

I’m not even making this up

Ok, so first things first. This Sunday was a Chinese New Year and we went to Chinatown to witness their parade and celebration. Because why the hell not. And it was cool. Not too packed. They had confetti flying, people in ridiculous costumes, and dancing dragons. Which were actually people in dragon costumes, so don’t get too excited. But it was fun to watch. It felt like a celebration. And it had people of all sorts of nationalities. Gotta love New York. Im not sharing pictures because they’ll start rotating and it will annoy the crap out of me again....

Just don’t light yourself on fire

It’s been busy, you guys. And I’ve been lazy about this whole writing gig. So whatever. I’m not giving you excuses, but sort of am. It’s just that my life is so stressful and hectic right now *eye roll*. Anyway. I’ve been doing morning yoga for the past week. 15 min in the morning, which is doable and nothing too crazy. I just found some video on YouTube and it sort of stuck with me. I can’t say I feel a whole lot different. I still get annoyed at stuff, and curse a lot in my head. Mostly because for...

I’m fucking polite like that

So, I fell off the grid for some while. Because that’s exactly what I felt like doing – falling off the grid. And mostly, yes, still because of Shrumf. He’s everywhere! I was eating a tuna wrap sandwich the other day, and I swear to you, the wrap was surprisingly orange. And I was like goddammit is everything going to be orange now. I’m avoiding Facebook, my beloved Twitter, and even Instagram for some reason. And I stopped writing the blog to avoid writing about Shrumf, but guess what, my first paragraph is still about him. I guess, that’s why he...

All messed up, but still in order

Instead of me complaining about work stuff to you again, I’ll just tell you it’s still a lot. I’m overwhelmed and exhausted most days. And when I gain enough strength to not feel overwhelmed and exhausted, I usually just bitch and moan about how overwhelmed and exhausted I am, to whoever is around. My significant other if he’s not away on his business affairs. My Wednesday Friend who somehow still comes around to see me. Or my cat who simply has no other choice. You get the picture. So, this weekend I had three days off due to Marin Luther...