It’s a beautiful Friday evening here in Brooklyn. I worked all day (5:30am-3:00pm) and came home and planned on walking across the street and reading in the park. After eating lunch I decided to nap. I couldn’t fall asleep so instead I have been sitting here watching TV and wishing I could go to Jersey now but I know the traffic is out of control (thanks fb statuses) so I am either going to wait until 11 tonight or go super early in the morning. Joe is at the Scottie Pippen induction (he saw Scottie and Dennis Rodman walk in!) so driving alone is not going to be fun, I’ll see him in Jersey tomorrow.
There are so many productive things I could be doing right now- knitting, starting my quilt, painting the radiator in the living room (copper!), re-upholstering our kitchen chairs or even putting away all the clean (thanks joe) dishes from dinner last night. Instead I am watching Seinfeld, creeping all over the internet and guzzling fresh brewed iced tea like a maniac. In the midst of my solo relaxation routine, the house shakes. Stinky goes nuts and I hear children screaming. For a split second I thought something bad happened then I realized all my neighbors and their children are having somuchfun in the courtyard of our buildings. It’s so cute. I’m a creep and took a photo. I really envy all of the surrounding buildings and their rooftop gardens. Also, envy people with people to hang out with on an evening like this. At least I have Jerry, Elaine, George and Kramer to keep me company for now.
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