F.ired U.p

so my last entry was rather misleading. and frankly a little harsh.
i do occasionally still find myself humming christmas songs at work and enjoy looking at snow fall from the window, really i do, but this cold has got the best of me. it has come to my attention that i have a 'condition'!

i'm S.A.D.
you see, according to The US National Library of Medicine i ha(d) seasonal affective disorder. This is what they said, "some people experience a serious mood change when the seasons change. They may sleep too much, have little energy, and crave sweets and starchy foods."

either that, or they just called me a stoner.
ha.

no, in actuality i don’t 'HATE' winter, but more like, it has run its course already! now, i want it to go away and give the sun a chance...
damn it!
ha.
no really.

i just need a damn vacation. like pronto!

so lucky for me i was stuck working six days the week before and didnt have much of a weekend, but made up for it
with this past weekend & did a lotta walking.

so friday after work we hit up the west village,
ate too much, and got sauced with 2 long island and 1/4 bottle
of coke&run!

saturday consisted of me having yet another lazy start, but caught some sun while heading into willy-b's local inside flea market. we went down to check it out and support one of my favorite locals, sable.

set up:


i had spent a lotta money the past couple days and was on a short leash that weekend.
i ended up leaving with two mini food rings from the 3sD mamas!
check em at their blog.
http://3storydesign.blogspot.com/
great stuff from a great trio of ladies!

we ventured off more into brooklyn, grab some Indian food, then decided to take a
stroll on the bridge. everything was fine until...

crash!

Suddenly we see 20-30 feet from us, a biker down on the floor. I could see that they fell pretty hard and ran in haste to the scene.
Appartently it was a woman who lost traction and hit her head on the steel bars of the bridge.
Her face was tore up and she remained unconscious for while.
Her son frantically calls out to her to wake up and she comes in and out of it, as the side of her face is bleeding.

shit shit shit. i get my phone and call 911!
it had to be seriously 45 minutes for the damn ambulance to comprehend 'we are on the Williamsburg bridge, if you are looking at brooklyn from the city we on the left hand side. we are not in brooklyn. we are over the water in the city, the side closest to manhatten.' it was like wtf man?! the damn cops were there before them.& that usually isnt the case.
the whole time we all waited, all i can think was 'damn, these people our suppose to come save our lives and they cant even follow directions?!'
eeep.
leave me for dead then!
I’ve been to a brooklyn hospital & i don’t know if the ones in the cities’ are better or worst, either way i do not want to end up there again! gees what a horrible experience!

i do remember though that in this whole bike/bridge fiasco that this man, a concern pedestrian, asked if we needed further assistance. We informed him that we already did all we could and then thanked him. he nodes and just before he is on his way, the man points to the sky and says,' you guys are good people. this is going to score some big points with the man up stairs'.

i smirk at the comment, but I really never know how to take those comments

on a more random note, why the hell has this song been stuck in my
head for the last couples days?!

Im Like A Bird - Nelly Furtado

On Sunday i hit up the streets and dressed up for absolutely no reason other then wanting to look cute. It was working against me quickly, thanks to the super evil winter wind chill!

but before I spiral into a winter rant I will direct it to a more worthy cause!
hot dogs!!!
i looove hot dogs and i feel it is my duty as a dedicate admirer to inform you about

dogmatic!



'The New York food scene is always looking for some fancy-free food to gourmet-up, be it Gorgonzola burgers, duck-fat French fries or thin-crust artichoke pizza.

This year's candidate for yuppie-fixation is the simple hot dog, currently being fancified at Dogmatic Sausage Systems, a new Union Square-area eatery run by the former chef at West Village hot spot Employees Only. What started as a street cart at Bleecker Street Playground is now a full-scale restaurant, and if the lines during opening week are any gauge, Dogmatic could give the ubiquitous Gray's Papaya a run for its money.

Just don't ask for a Ballpark frank with yellow mustard. The dogs here are made from free-range chicken, grass-fed pork, turkey and lamb, served on baguettes and topped with sauces like truffle Gruyere and sun-dried tomato feta.' –ny res08.

check it!

in movies, i'm super glad i skipped 'he's just not that into you', though the book is rather informative and gives me reasons to slap and laugh at myself, the reviews are trash talking-hardcore about its weak script.
However if you are looking for an experience at the theaters,
I suggest watching coraline in 3d!

old teaser traler:



It visually beautiful and amazingly eerie. I heard it described as 'the mad hatters version of Alice in wonderland'.
But don’t veer off for a chance to see it.
You know you secretly want too!!!