I realized today just how embarrassing and awkward I am. Ha. It peaked about 45 minutes ago when I saw this boy that I'm thoroughly intrigued by. When I saw him walking into the Met I gasped and grabbed Ryan. He turned his head and looked at us at the exact moment we turned to look at him. So awkward, so embarrassing. Also, about 10 minuted later, I proceeded to drop many, many straws all over the floor directly in his line of sight. Ohhh, life.

But anyways, I had an interesting weekend.
The good:
little white mice (!!!), Juiceboxxx, trash can bruises, hallways, found feathers, comfort pumpkin, home soon!, time alone, jugs of wine, sweat, beauty in the walls, dancing continued
The bad:
10lb tummyyy, too tired for fries (not me), analyzing everyone/thing, time alone, uninspired, didn't Save, friend departing, headlamps in the crowd, dancing ended, nothing more.