'against my window'

the rain, the rain, the rain. i adore storms, but five days of constant drizzle and downpour become a little wearying. (is that a word?) i decided not to attend my gilda's meeting for the first time since i have been here. i feel a bit guilty but need to get over it. between the rain and the beginning of yom kippur tonight i don't think there will be much of a turnout anyway…

i read the new york post almost every day now and it's a wonderfully terrible thing. every day i shake my head at the fact that the fact that what is probably NY's most widely-read daily is so close to…a tabloid. i've found spelling and mechanical errors in their stories nearly every day. yet i can't help but pick it up on my way to my classroom each morning. i never would have pegged a newspaper (or is it "newspaper"?) as an addition to my increasingly lengthy list of guilty pleasures.

today the post ran a little blurb about the uniting painting, this amazing piece that is supposed to open in november. the painting will begin at the UN building and snake its way around parts of the city, even jumping the river at one point. the pictures look incredible, like this one:

i really dig the fact that it will be street in some places, carpet in others, then on walls, etc. i couldn't help but wish it had some kind of better (less obvious?) name, though… but i can't wait to see it in person.

i knew there was a reason i hadn't bought an iPod yet…and it's pink!

yesterday's boy woes are better today. i'm admittedly less moony and starry-eyed than last week, which is probably good for me. somehow, though, a little part of me still glows, thinking maybe this thing might actually turn out right.

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