Juggling

I'm a sucker for magic tricks. I don't know why, but they just delight me.

Now that it's so cold outside that I've begun barricading myself in my apartment unless it's absolutely necessary to go outdoors, I plan to teach myself how to juggle. I mean, juggling isn't really a magic trick, but it is a trick. And I think it's a good first step in my journey to find ways to amuse myself for extended periods of alone time. I mean, I can only watch so much tv.

So: by the end of February, I am hoping to have mastered juggling. I probably won't, though. I am terribly impatient and I also have terrible hand eye coordination. But I think it's a noble endeavor.

I'll keep you updated.

The Best of Intentions

I was planning to come back to NY healthy, tan from my cruise, and with new cute bangs. Unfortunately my face broke out, I got sick, and had to cancel my haircut because I couldn't stop sneezing.

So instead I return pockmarked, red-nosed, shaggy, and congested.

That's what I get for vanity I guess.