It has been too long. My life has been ridiculously humorous and busy lately. I think that weaning my usual sleep habit of 10 hours a night down to five hours has been the cause for the increase in humor--- think about it: less brain power, more stupid shit is bound to happen.
For example, today I was wasting some time between classes and went for a walk. I went to Oak St., which is like the 5th avenue of Chicago. I like going there and looking in the windows at Harry Winston and Graff. Especially Graff, because they are known for their Canary diamonds, and I LOVE Canary diamonds.
So, there I was (in my tattered, folded-over ugg boots with my jeans sloppily tucked in, an old thermal t-shirt and a puffer vest, my air-dried hair flying all over my face in the wind, and my aviators so smudged I can hardly see--- trying to convey that I didn't "belong" on this street. Unless you are covered in Prada, Lanvin, Gucci, Todds, etc., you don't "belong").
So anyway...
I'm standing in the window at Graff, imagining all the disgustingly inhumane things I would do/which pieces I would sell my soul for. Then, as I walked by the front door, I said, "I'm drooling over here!" to the security guard. He laughed, and watched me walk to the second window where I leaned in to look, and SMASHED my face on the window. The glass was so freaking clean that I couldn't even see it. I also have limited depth perception. I mean seriously. I have done this before, but usually I am moving so slowly that just my forehead taps the glass. But no, this time I was so damn excited about the damn sparkles that I just railed my face on a bulletproof window, leaving a trail of lip gloss and pride.
In other news, I have always been anti-Starbucks. For one, I cannot afford a $5 beverage. Secondly, I don't like the taste of their coffee anyways- I think it tastes burnt. I have been petitioning my dad to open a Tim Horton's in Chicago for the past two years, but he isn't sold on the idea. However, yesterday I was reading the RedEye and came across a Starbucks promotion coupon. They gave out cards that get you a free tall Pike Place Roast (their new house blend) coffee every wednesday from now until the end of May. Not one to turn down free anything, today I marched in and held up my card and got my free coffee. And I liked it. It doesn't taste burnt. It tastes like good coffee. It also gave me the biggest caffeine buzz I've had since I used to down 5-6 cups of coffee every morning at camp. So, I guess all I'm really trying to say is that my opinion has changed. Yay for Starbucks Pike Place Roast.
loving Chicago,
AMK
"In the depths of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
-Albert Camus
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2 comments:
I'll let your mum know you're having trouble with windows.
Camp coffee was not really coffee.
5-6 cups was about what you had to drink because of the size of the cups and lack of real coffee beans.
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