home sweet home, bica.

Yesterday was eventful.

swept. watched the hanging of photos for the show. deleted all messages from my phone (including texts). drank sparks. drank colt 45. saw catherine & noah. met aziz from MTV. met daniello from San Fran. worked. ate a delicious grilled cheese with herb goat cheese.

I saw a girl crying while walking down the street yesterday and all that I could think of was "what is the matter with her?" and "is she crying a happy cry or a sad one?" I thought about it was I walked towards the train stop. Her brother or dad could have died or she could have seen the butterfly that just flew by me and thought it was absolutely stunning. I doubt it was the later. I certainly hope that it wasn't the first thought either.

I kept walking.

pigeons walk really awkwardly and then I thought what if I walked like a pigeon; mainly when it hops on to the curb from the street. Wouldn't that be weird and delightful at the same time?

I think of the weirdest things EVER.

I rode the J home, ate food that wasn't good, put on my RUN DMC shirt and my adidas (had to do it) and came back to work.

I had a sparks headache going to sleep last night and there were two blonde gals from Texas that liked laughing a lot (which is fine usually but not at 3am). I fell asleep after Brandon took one to his "room" (his space defined by two cardboard boxes that were made into walls).


I have seen my first mosquito of the year and he disappeared on me .. after he bit me of course.


a lot of the Hasidic Jewish men are wearing their fur winter hats today, it's hot though!