/life/nyc/18 Degrees Celsius
Freedom is spelled b-i-c-y-c-l-e.
Weather warm enough for shorts is awesome. So is sitting in the park with my sis & nephew. I've never wanted wintry weather to go away as much as I do right now. (My knee still seems sub-par from a run two weeks ago, but I think I'm going to ride home sometime this week anyway and see how it goes.)
24 hours of oncall and no pages so far. And a clean-ish apartment to show for it. Oh, also, I finally have a reasonable approximation of curtains in my bedroom, to replace the unreasonable approximation made of string and the squishy wrapping bag that my TV came in. It only took me 4 months, people.
Baingan bharta (= Indian eggplant curry) under preparation.
'sgood.
Comments
Krista wrote
So are the curtains your birthday present to yourself? Regardless, happy birthday! Hope you get cake, even if it's made without eggs.
patty wrote
Ya - happy birthday old man. Can't remember if Jbone leaves today, hopefully not on your bday. When you hate the winter you know who to think of to make yourself feel better!
Rob wrote
Krista: Curtains were just the last of the furnishing I wanted to do.
P: Thanks! She left the next day...hung around just long enough.
