August 29, 2013
Feel better, Carter!
Feel better, Carter!
Thanks to Loan, I stocked up on some items at BR. You can't beat 50% off regular pricing. The trick is to go on the first day the sale. My sizes always disappear. Why do they even make sizes for fat people? They always have big sizes leftover. If they really want to sell their products, how about making more of the smaller sizes and one or two of the bigger ones. You know who your customers are so please sell us what we can wear. I have do decide what to buy for the hot weather destination gift.
I am losing my patience with "The Event". Just tell us what is going to happen already. What do Sophia and her people want to do? They want to take over Earth or live with us peacefully? Who is that old man calling all the shots from his nice fancy chair? I am starting to lose my patience. Mike finally finished all of Downton Abbey. It's about time. Now you see why we were all a mess earlier this year. Yes, it was definitely "Adios, Cousin Matthew!" I do not think the drinks at An Nhau are weak and nasty. She does not know what she is talking about. The meatballs banh mi continues to come out on top. So far, I am enjoying the Citibikes. They take me from point A to point B without much hassle. I had to go to another station this morning because the one I usually go to had no bikes available. You can see the distribution of parked bikes throughout the day. During the day, most of the bikes are docked in Midtown East and in the Financial District. Bikes in all other parts of the city are non-existent. After 5PM, an abundant supply of bikes take over the East Village, Chelsea, and all other neighborhoods in between.
Okay so he totally blew up the CIA and Kerry let him get away. Her love is getting in the way of her work. She cannot be objective anymore when it comes to him. I'm glad she stayed behind. Saul will be the new director and Kerry can be his number two gal. Per Ngoc's recommendation, I am going to jump on "The Americans". Today is my "Friday"!
My dreams consist of Homeland's Kerry and Brody and all that terrorist business. I have been on a binge with that show. I have two episodes left and I'm done. I even replaced my broken shirt buttons while watching the show. I think I have mastered sewing shirt buttons. I also threw away two very old shirts that should have been gone a long time ago. There are two more items on the chopping block. I think both will be given away sooner or later. I may hold off on the new bike. Citi Bike is a viable option. Heather told me to listen for once and stop talking. She killed me last night. I have a longer session tonight with her. Jacq said to expect singing and chanting. I'm not sure about the chanting. The lemon cake is almost gone. It made its way all the way from Berlin. Chang, no Disney cruises huh? Congrats on that 1 year promotion.
It's good to be back in the groove. The first week in Berlin took some getting used to. Because I was working a lot, I barely had time to enjoy what Berlin had to offer. Lunch was a hop and a skip across the street to the very convenient supermarket. After a long day at the office, it was straight to dinner and then to my room. I think I would have finished Homeland, but I didn't bring my laptop. One laptop is enough. Two laptops is overkill. Paris was just like how I imagined it. The people were surprisingly very friendly. Maybe it's because I was with a french speaking person. If you order a chocolate croissant, they will give you a regular croissant and a flaky bread with chocolate inside. Baguettes are pretty much the best in Paris. The Mona Lisa was overrated. I sold my bike to an awesome person. She was the first person to respond to my ad. She showed up right on time and asked if she could take it for a spin. She gave me her driver's license as collateral. She came back within five minutes and wanted the bike. She gave me cash. I didn't count the money on the spot. She even counted out the cash when handing the money over to me. We parted ways. A few hours later, I counted the money and realized she was $100 short. I emailed her immediately and asked her to double check her wallet to confirm the shortage. She confirmed the shortage and apologized for not giving the full amount. We met later that afternoon after work to give me the remaining $100. Only in New York can you trust strangers and expect them to be good people.
Happy Birthday, Tdanger!