bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
been there and back again. too many thoughts and opinions and hormones get me in trouble.
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8.02.2002
vertigo
so my new internship is on the 35th floor of a building. there's a window right by the elevator bank and every time i'm out there, i insist on looking out the window even tho' it nearly gives me a heart attack. then i get on the elevator and i start freaking out about far down i would fall if the elevator broke. i'm insane. but this place has got the 14th floor of my other internship beat. and we're in times square so it's a helluva view.
for lunch today, i ate at the deli type place across the street on my boss' recommendation. i get there, and they adverties themselves as a "tourist restaurant". what the hell is that? it was mostly suits in there anyways.
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