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Lunchtime Notes

“Kevin Federline is the male equivalent of ‘You can’t make a ho a housewife.’” --Andrea

posted by Colleen @ 10:55 AM

Downy Soft

My coffee was sub-par this morning. I usually go to the cute coffee-man on 55th between Broadway and 7th, and he usually serves me good coffee with just the right amount of sugar and milk. Today, though, the coffee was a bit burnt and there was too much milk and not enough sugar. It makes me sad. Regardless, I highly recommend that you stop by his cart because there ain’t nothin’ better on a Monday morning than a little eye candy.

I’m not sure I’ll ever be able to do my own laundry ever again. See, there’s this cool thing that people do in New York City, and it constitutes yet another reason why this city is the best city in the world. In New York City, you can pay other people to do your laundry.

That’s right, gasp, be jealous, faint!

And the best part is, it usually only costs a few more dollars than doing the laundry yourself. For instance, last week, as I was walking the 5 blocks to the Laundromat, fully intending to spend 2 hours doing my laundry, I realized I’d forgotten my detergent. At this point I had two options: Go back to my apartment while carrying a crapload of laundry, trudge up the 2 flights of narrow stairs, and retrieve my detergent, OR, just drop it off, give them my phone number, and pick it up the next day. The choice was obvious. And the next evening, when I picked up my laundry, it was folded better than I could fold it, and smelled better than I could have imagined, and it cost me only $10.50. One or two fewer Starbucks lattes per week and I could have these lovely people do my laundry for me! I’m completely spoiled and, much like getting high speed internet for the first time, I can’t go back.

Oh, and I’m going to see Avenue Q.

More importantly, I’m having my very first guests as a New York resident. Prianka and Jenny are coming next weekend and it will be great. I’m glad I finally get to drag them up here. We have tried the last two New Years Eves to make it to NYC together, but it hasn’t worked out, and both times it’s been my fault. Not this time! We’re going to see Harry Potter 4 on Friday night (not a NYC thing to do, I’ll admit, but Harry takes precedence in this case). Then, we’re going to get dinner at this place called The Trailer Park Lounge. C’mon, you’re jealous. Followed the next day by Avenue Q, and then perhaps a Drunk Night, just like old times. I have a feeling Prianka will need a little convincing to partake in the latter, but I’m confident in my and Jenny’s abilities to drunkenly cajole her into taking more shots. We’ve had lots of practice.

The Dushku Girls, reunited again!

posted by Colleen @ 7:57 AM

just a few things

I'm going to Avenue Q in two weeks. SUCKAHS!

*ahem*

Also, THE SQUID AND THE WHALE is one of the most uncomfortable and disturbing movies I've ever seen.

posted by Colleen @ 4:48 AM