how YOU doin'?

the wind kicked my ass on the bridge today, but as I walked into the office, sweaty and huffing, my boss greeted me with this tune, a huge smile, and the new office Ipad.

*knock on wood* as i count my blessings.

Cheers to perfect sundays.

her eyes teared when the words left her lips
And it was the first time i felt like killing a man i never knew. That i felt like cracking his head open with the butt of my rifle. the need to truely watch him bleed, motionless.
We sipped our beers in the heat, under slow spinning fans, and the sweat from our legs made us "stick". It was the first time we held hands under a table, silently, almost secretly.
I'm always the last to know how much someone means to me, moreso, what i mean to them.

Sexy...

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it snuggles up next to me like a dear friend

comforting me as my stomache turns

a tumbling ball of unkept promises

i can hear the zipper at the rim

its chance to wake my living dream

8 & 10

the question that circulated the room made its way to me "how happy are you, scale 1 to 10.. now and in general?" It was a wonderful question.
A handsome NY orcehstra flutest in an untied bowtie stood next to me, the man from Peru that molded the sterling silver flute stood on my other side and a Spanish trombone player named Katerina stood in front of me. Across the room was a ballet dancer who stood with a painter. And then i realized that I was the architet who was married to the wine connoissieur, who was flirting with the restaurant owner outside.
I would have answered the same if not in the same company, but it was a bit surreal nonetheless to be surrounded by such talent and beauty and love.

High Residence Co-op

The chicken have their home. :)

Daytrip Getaway #1

My friends and I have vowed to take at least one city escape a month.. at least.

 

Rules of engagements are:

smoke alot of pot

hold hands on a stroll with each of one of our friends

eat like children

bring a buddy (if our other halfs cant make it)

 

i think we'll add more "rules" as we go.

Storm King Art Center : Please note that no video or pictures do this place justice as you can't get the whole thing into one photograph... its huge! and absolutely wonderful.

false transactions

hold your head high
truth wont set you free
bring your words forth
jump the plank you want to fall off
cut the wrist you dream of,
slash the throat you speak of
it's all the same to false ones

The Kontraptionist

The Kontraptionist, who is milling the high end residential chicken co-op mentioned our "sweet" chicken coop on his blog. The chickens will finally have a home on Monday! :)

green and good

Teamlove Green Summer Initiative:
1. Furniture: used or self-built only
2. Clothes: Purchased and waiting for the delivery of WonderWash and dryer
3. Juice More (we have the counter space again!)
4. Ride bike to work (no-rain permitting)
5. Grow our own herbs again (so kitchy ;)
6. Continue to wear (mostly) cotton clothing only
7. Eat more watermelon ;)

I feel good about decisions that seem to be rooting us to brooklyn more and more.

hehehe.. happy monday!

such a great moment in the movie.

shiny sounds

my grin spreads to my ears as the crack at the bench begins to hand me the key to his heart. I snatch it, carressing the splinters it once touched. my fingers stroke, molding its perfecet shape to lay my ear on. my body bends to it.. what a perfect sound, my lover.

homesick.

i stood there with mudded legs, matted wet hair and part of my pink and white dress clentched into a fist. The blood was showing through my small hands as he yanked my secret free.
my toes curled the water gathered in my jellies. and the red carpet absorbed my drips softly. I could feel me mothers warmth against my fathers scorn, and my brothers fingers curling into one of mine. my breath kept me statued and my chewing lips kept me from crying as i felt the sting at my stomach.

i miss the fence that cut my belly that rainy day. and the ache it brought me.

the monster: that of procrastination.

to begin to stop something.
to stop something to begin something else.
to begin to begin, but never actually starting.
it can be never-ending, never starting.

i noticed...

a few things today:
1. the cloudy day made everyone at the coffee house sleepy (after small talk with my barista guy and ms.jenny next to me)...which brings me to the next one...
2. I truely do enjoy meeting strangers (i have been warned about the dangers of this)
3. biking in nyc is exhilerating (i am addicted)
4. and finally... people always seem to be "camping" at the G train (lovely couples tonight).

good night. :)