who does this, round 221

i went to yoga class today. getting there is harrowing enough, i have to take 3 trains am stressed about getting there on time. so, i pretty much like to relax as soon as i step in the door. i got a blanket and put it on the floor to save my spot. 5 minutes later, i came out of the dressing room and some lady was in my spot and i couldn't see my blanket. so i said ok... as i was untying my mat. i saw a blanket in the back row and thought maybe she'd shoved it there. she turned around and asked if she'd taken my spot and offered to move, i said no no, it's not a problem. there was, afterall, plenty of space. then a guy in the back row said he'd left the blanket to save a spot for his girlfriend AS ONE DOES, RIGHT. i said ok again and plonked my mat down in the corner. so not only did this lady take my spot, she also took my blanket?? is it not known from the age of 5 onwards that leaving something of yours in a place constitutes saving your spot? wtf?? i would have been happy to change spots if she'd waited until i came back and asked me then.

i felt some shame at being irritated and unyogic at a freaking yoga class, but seriously. it's a constant battle trying to remain calm in a city such as ny. i just did some very deep, loud breathing in the corner and luckily did a pretty cool transition for the first time and left feeling fine.

disgusting

daniel boulud is planning to name his new restaurant on the bowery, DBGB. some details, via the nyp: ...draft beer won't arrive in pitchers but in wine carafes - in liter and magnum sizes...And there will be beer-based cocktails - including suds blended with syrups, liqueurs and essences...The restaurant will feature 24 taps divided into major styles like pale ales, lagers and wheat beers, and there will be an extensive bottle list, too.

ooook.

ok, seriously?

your face is about 20x darker than your neck. do you REALLY think you look good?

you know what really sucks

when a restaurant doesn't close the lid on the food, or SOUP, properly. and half of it spills on the commute home. i am really bummed that half my soup is gone, i was looking forward to slurping it down.

and in case you were wondering, uniqlo warmup tights don't do shit for keeping your legs warm. they function perfectly well as tights, but have zero additional warming action. fail!

311 works yo!

so i called today to complain about a building's super who has not yet cleared the sidewalk in front of the building. it's not my building, but i care because i walk past this bldg on my way to the subway and the ice is dangerous and i'm slipping and sliding all over the place. when i went out a few hours later, there was a walkway cleared. incredible! i'm just amazed no one who lives in the building complained because the stairs were covered in ice as well.

the frozen yogurt phenomenon

i still don't understand how this happened. i've always loved frozen yogurt, i even worked for like a month at an li chain in high school. it seems like on every other corner there is a new frozen yogurt place opening up. there really isn't enough saturation with all the pinkberrys and red mangos.... who cares?!?! i will say that tasty d-lite needed the kick in the ass. that shit is completely tasteless. my personal favorite it yolato.

on cloud 9

i nailed an interview for a covetable internship today for a kind of celebrity in the design world whose initials are ja, and got hired on the spot. i saw his royal cuteness as well. totally psyched, totally happy.

has it come to this?

a job title i saw:

Spring 2009 Mailroom Interns

speaking of karma

i had a great 2008. like lightyears better than 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004, 2003. i can only hope for the same in 2009. i'm feeling good right now, i did a 3 day cleanse which ridded me of some holiday weight. i just had a good meeting with a career counselor - i'm hoping this hopeful, positive outlook can continue as i search for an internship. if anyone knows an architect, you know where to reach me!

karma police!

so this miserable cunt who called me (on a public forum, completely uncalled-for) first, a cum receptacle, and then, as some kind of pro-women feminist blablabla, a cum vacuum, was fired by the restaurant which was host to the event that caused all the drama to begin with. for telling on the kitchen staff who left early one night. i guess there IS such a thing as being overly self-righteous. the only reason i still loathe her is she never gave me a real apology. her oh, vacuum is so much more empowering to women, did not amuse me. so, i feel vindicated that karma will pay you back. i bit my tongue for so long and so hard i bled, several times. she made me take valiums on two separate occasions i was so worked up/furious. is it too much to hope that she stays unemployed/unlaid for a long while?