Nov. 21, 2009
OK. That title is a lie. I’m not actually going to review the entirety of my first year as a New Yorker for you because it would be long and kind of tedious. However, I would be remiss if I did not do some sort of commemorative blog to celebrate the anniversary of my arrival.
Which was yesterday.
w00t! *confetti*
I considered doing a series of entries about the things I love and the things I love not-so-much about living here … but Sean already did that … and I have this thing about being original. Even if it means I look/act like a complete idiot. Kids, take it from me: just because you’re being original doesn’t mean you’re being cool. But hey, pride is overrated, amiright?
No?
Crap.
Where was I?
Reminiscing … and trying to figure out what to write about. Oh yes … a bit of insight gleaned from everyday experience. I am celebrating my NY anniversary by reenacting my state of physical being as it was a year ago: I am sick. When I first got here in 2008 I celebrated by becoming horribly sick and spending several days in bed. Right now, I have another cold, which was probably acquired from public transportation and my bad habit of touching my face after riding the subway. This is my lesson—don’t touch that, don’t put that thing in your mouth and dear GOD what is that thing you’re stirring your coffee with?!?!?! Apparently I have the insight of a toddler. Well, the consolation is: nowhere to go but UP!!!
Life: it’s all about learning. Stay tuned for next year’s blog where I will share insight gained from contemplating the usefulness of paperclips.
