Saturday, April 2, 2011
Thursday, March 31, 2011
I had coffee today with my friend Andrea and her daughter Maybelle, which was a lot of fun-good conversation, good coffee, and a very cute baby. I learned something about myself too. Every time I go to the north side of the city-Ravenswood, Lincoln Square, even Irving Park-I get lost. Every SINGE time. I don't know what it is about that side of the city, but the second I'm in it I get very disoriented and lose any sense of direction I have-which is not much to begin with. It's pretty much the Bermuda Triangle to me. I'm absolutely sure that one day I'm gonna go in and never come out. Or months after my disappearance, one of my friends that live over there will find me wondering around, very dirty and living like a bum because I just gave up on trying to get out and said, well this is my life now-homeless on the northside.
P.S. I coupled this story with that picture not so much because they go together, but because I figure if you were bored reading it, at least you got an adorable baby picture out it.
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