beulahbondo's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Return from Midtown Today I dressed like Mrs. Krebapple in green sweater and blue skirt, but no one noticed. Ha! The trip to New York was great - so very short - it seemed to be all about the bus and crossing streets. On the way down the woman sitting next to me got a bag of fried chicken at the rest stop and tore at it with her teeth and her thumbs that looked like toes and her huge very very glossy pale pink short square fake nails. Uhhhhh it made me so ill. But the time in NY itself was very fun; we high/lowed it with dinner at Prime Burger, drinks at the Brasserie, the opening at the Whitney, and ping-pong back at our borrowed apartment. Midtown is a strange place. It was hard to find coffee in the morning. We ended up at what has to be the lamest place in Manhattan, the Coffee Beanery, with gigantic lurid photographs of drinks like Raspberry FrappaLatte and packets of non-dairy creamer and those lame styrofoam cups. Oh well, whaddya want, it was a 20-hour trip if that. More later on the Whitney. My eyes are scrinchy and I need to get away from the computer. 10:04 p.m. - 2004-03-15 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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