brooklyns finest

I had an idea this morning on what to write about today. But that along with everything else flew out the window, the minute I stepped onto the train. Such is life - these things.

Its sunny today. I'm wearing my favorite of favorite shirts, an old red sweater.. that kinda matches my lips, not to mention my hair. heh.. can you dig? my hair, sweater and lips all match today.

Certainly not the prettiest on the train today, definitly not the most interesting, but I can subtly gurantee that no one else has to leg scars named Aunt Edna and Ms. Irene.

So on another sporadic note, tomorow is my party. woo ha. I'm not excited. Surprising. I keep waiting for it to happen. it doesnt. I hope people come, but if not theres always dancing with my cats.. and dance we shall. Oh Great. Subway delays.. and to have timed everything so perfectly this morning.

just to let you know. my insides are cracking up, theres a smile behind my eyes and a bit lof laughter caught in my throat. In fact.. if I was anywhere else I might just smile.. I'll get to it in a minute. So packed subway, delayed train & Me, Brooklyns finest egg girl, and I have to fart. No worries, dont fear. I'll hold it in. Maybe later.. perhaps even tommorow.. then I'll blame it on the dog.

alice.

Dear Alice,
So I guess you heard by now that I spent last weekend looking for you. On Saturday I went to the Brooklyn Museum. I looked for you behind an egyption statue and under a table where funny postcards were being sold. I would have looked more except the security guard was giving me dirty looks. Probably because I was on my hands and knees. You'd think they wouldnt mind such things. Anyways, I was afraid of pushing my luck. Alice, I looked for you, but you just didn't want to be found.
Alice - tell me about your weekend? is it beautiful where you are? and is every day yet another sliver on the block of brilliance? Have you been to the Brooklyn Museum? I left you a message in the guest book. I wrote it in seceret code. Well Alice, my sugar is high and I am having a hard time staying awake..
missing you.
- me.

The N or the R?

What better place to start then here. Today I got to work late, I didnt bother washing my hair again. Later on I will wash it, besides Its better later on - when its just a little bit dirty. Speaking of later. Later came early today. So early that I find myself on the express bus to manhattan. I get to take the subway tonight.. The N or the R - it doesn't matter as I get lost anyways. I brought some peanut butter sandwiches with me. I really dont need much more then that.. well some batteries and perhaps a pen, some old scraps of paper and maybe a juice box.

Speaking of Pens.. Oh Alice, whats a girl to do? I'm supposed to go to the 2600 meet friday. Will you be there? I tend to think that a boy like you wouldn't dream of going to a place like that. I am not exactly sure a girl like me is supposed to dream going to places like that either.

Stuck in traffic.waiting for some cars to move. go cars go. I should have taken the train. I would like to have a bite of sandwich, but the yellow sign resting above the drivers head clearly states that eating on the bus is against the law - so perhaps instead of eating I will just nibble a little. Theres no rules about nibbling... so nibble away I shall..So alice, did I tell you? do you know about it? Has somone told you? Well Alice.. I am moving. Moving To a very nice 2 bedroom apartment in the gentrified part of brooklyn. Park Slope to be exact. But as I said its a two bedroom apartment. I will have a roomate. He is nice, knows all about tesla coils and radioactive waste. Gay I am sure.

Alice - I think your grandmother will approve.well.. I've got to go.miss you terribly.