Here Comes The Bride...

I have no idea what kind of ring I want, what kind of dress I want, or even what kind of groom I want. What I do know is how I want to walk down the aisle. Like this:

Confession Time

I have a confession to make…I cannot stop reading other peoples’ Twitter. I’ve become a Twitter Groupie. A Twitpie.

What can I say? I know that I’m a self-proclaimed Twitter-Quitter, and our breakup was mutual, but I still hold a special place in my heart for the little guy. Or bird.

And here’s the thing, I’m completely content with the fact that I stalk people. My feeling is that they want me to stalk them. That’s why they have a twitter.

Side Note: When searching for confessional pictures this was the least creepy one I could find.

Smooth Criminal

Not having a job and living in the city has done wondrous things for my free time. Most importantly however it has turned me into a trespassing criminal.

Last week I spent the day out and about in Manhattan. With the beautiful hustle and bustle that is New York, it can get a little loud and I longed for a place to read my book in peace. So, I got the idea to revisit the student center of a prestigious university, where I had lived last summer.

Since I am not a student, getting past the guard was going to be tricky. I walked in, asked to use the restroom, and then stealthily walked to the elevators. Taking the elevator to the second level, I walked out to the balcony, I opened my book, and began reading. Whew, that was close!

New York, what have you done to me?!

Laugh Away

I discovered this new comedian on an Ellen DeGeneres show. Enjoy!