Archive for March, 2011

March 28, 2011

Ocean Journey

I woke up today with only one real mission: get to the ocean. “Ocean? Don’t you live in the city, you silly girl?” Why yes, I do live in the city, but I also live on the shore. I can see Long Island Sound from my apartment window!


I’d driven by it before, I’d looked at it, I’d just never walked to it. So why not today? It was a warm (34 degrees ha!) and sunny Spring day here in New Haven and I had nothing to do but whatever I wanted. How great is that?! So, I bundled myself up, grabbed my iPod, camera, Ray-Bans and set out on my mission; dodging homeless people, crack dealers, power walking under sketchy bridges, across busy roads and around the occasional pile of who-knows-what laying on the sidewalk.  It only took about 30 minutes and the Glee cast more than happily sang those minutes away- auto tune and all.


There was the cutest lady there feeding about thirty seagulls with stale hot dog buns while her husband fixed their flat tire. Each time she threw a bread chunk into the air there was a mixture of sheer joy and immense fear while birds catapulted towards her. I understand that fear, honey. Birds are scary. Especially seagulls- those buggers have NO fear.

I apparently only have a fear of birds when they’re violating me in my apartment and pooping on my things though. Understandable, no?

After finding my way through the bird maze I walked to the end of the pier and took time to enjoy the water. It’s crazy how therapeutic the ocean can be. My grandparents lived in a small fishing town in England and my mother said that when her dad was in his last days he used to just in front of the water. Somehow it made his pain hurt a little less. I never met Grandpa Reg, but I think of him whenever I stare out at the ocean.

“When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke

Well this post took a turn for the sentimental! Oh well, it’s my blog and I can write whatever I want, right?


March 21, 2011

Bird Brained

I had quite the unwelcome guests in my apartment last night. Living twenty floors up, I never considered keeping my windows open to be dangerous. Honestly, is someone stupid enough to take a really, really big ladder and try to break in? Well, two someones with wings were stupid enough.

Let’s rewind a smidge. 8pm. After a twelve hour work day, I enter my apartment with a sigh. Peace, quiet, clean (okay, not really it was a disaster, but this is my story retelling and not yours.)

I first noticed something was awry when I saw that my once beautiful orchid (which I got for Valentine’s Day from my honey)’s petals were strewn about the floor. Had it gone from hero to zero in twelve hours? And wait…my finally mature basil is gone? Just when I planned to make a huge pot of sauce… and the coriander? (I dunno what I planned to do with my coriander… tacos?). Okay, I digress. Point is- all my fresh plants were gone. So unless maintenance came in, massacred my plants and then decided to take a poo on my computer…something was very wrong.  Not that maintenance doing that wouldn’t be wrong, because I’d definitely complain.

Just then, while examining my apartment for more evidence, I notice a small blob of gray and red underneath my fridge. There was the culprit! Frightened, I run across the hall and grab my neighbors. The next hour or so is such a blur. Visions of Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” were on repeat in my brain. All I remember is a lot of nervous laughing and squealing on my part and my ever brave British neighbors catching temporary pet #1.

Oh maaaaintenance… How about some screens for my windows? And some antibacterial wipes. Oh, and a bird flu shot.

March 6, 2011

Waste of Money

Well, shit.

I was watching Tosh.0 tonight and saw an ad for this online bidding website where people were getting iPads and iMacs and 55″ TVs for $1.42 and such craziness. So, I was like, killer! Let’s go check this out.

Well, “free” is never really free is it? Free registration cost me $60 to sign up and get 100 bids. Each bid costs ME $.10 but only ups the auction price $.01. I find myself some auctions that were ending within seconds and thought “hot damn! let me sneak in at the last second!”. Come to freakin’ find, every time there’s a new bid, the clock goes up another 10 – 20 seconds. Are you KIDDING me?

So, I’ve already spent the $60 and there’s no way I’ll get it back. I might as well have fun with it. I won two auctions. $25 to Famous Footwear and $10 to Chilis (plus paying the costs and shipping & handling for said auctions- about $6 all together). Okay, so I spent $66 on $35 of gift certificates and wasted about an hour of my time.



Then I opened up a West Elm credit card.. because I wanted to earn “design points” on my upcoming $300 purchase. Wait, didn’t I just pay off all my credit cards?


Well, shit.