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Smoggy Vista
Jan. 31st, 2007 11:15 amGet your hand out of my ass, Gates! I'm not your muppet!
Jan. 31st, 2007
New York Weekend
Jan. 31st, 2007 05:37 pmThursday
My plane was scheduled to arrive at 2:15 but was an hour late. I was exhausted and looking forward to being picked up by my brother in law at the airport. I was fantasizing about the two hours of rest I could have before his book launch that evening. So, he came to the airport for 2:15, found I was late and had to leave.
Instead of taking normal transit into Penn, my mom guilted me into paying for a "fast" shuttle bus that they promised would take 30 minutes. They lied. I had to transfer at Grand Central and wait forever for the next bus. These are the vehicles I used bewteen my house and my sister's house: bus-subway-bus-plane-bus-bus-train-taxi. 7 hours.
The dinner and reception for the book launch was great and the food, at umpteen self-serve stations, was out of this world.
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I flew home on Monday. One of the best parts of the mini-vacation is that I didn't push myself to consume more and more experience. I rested each day and wrote each day. Balance is hard for me to acheive in general and I got a taste of it this weekend.
My plane was scheduled to arrive at 2:15 but was an hour late. I was exhausted and looking forward to being picked up by my brother in law at the airport. I was fantasizing about the two hours of rest I could have before his book launch that evening. So, he came to the airport for 2:15, found I was late and had to leave.
Instead of taking normal transit into Penn, my mom guilted me into paying for a "fast" shuttle bus that they promised would take 30 minutes. They lied. I had to transfer at Grand Central and wait forever for the next bus. These are the vehicles I used bewteen my house and my sister's house: bus-subway-bus-plane-bus-bus-train-taxi. 7 hours.
The dinner and reception for the book launch was great and the food, at umpteen self-serve stations, was out of this world.
( more, more, more )
I flew home on Monday. One of the best parts of the mini-vacation is that I didn't push myself to consume more and more experience. I rested each day and wrote each day. Balance is hard for me to acheive in general and I got a taste of it this weekend.