Recently my schedule has been pretty crazy, so I haven't been working out (except at work, which essentially is one, very long workout). Tonight, however, I had some time so I went back to my fav spot, the JK Reservoir track. Not exactly a creative place to go, but so pretty. I have pictures that I sent to Hannah on my phone while having a who-is-more-jealous-of-whose-current-location-battle, a battle I quickly dominated but I don't have my phone cord unfortunately. So errybody give a warm "thanks" to fivestarphoto.net for providing you all with this photo. Gorgeous.
Anyhoo, met up with my friend Laura for dinner last night. We went to a crammed but cute Italian restaurant on 85th that was delicious and inexpensive--the best combination. (Side note: The semi-insane, middle-aged waiter kept flirting with me, which speaks to why I am perpetually single. I almost exclusively get hit on by Mexicans and homeless men. One man even stopped chanting for money last week to whistle and tell me he liked my skirt. It's a sad world out there. Anyway, back to Saturday and homeless people who harassed me in a different way.) After dinner Laura and I got Pinkberry and sat outside of the Natural History Museum for an hour and chatted. Then we started to walk down Central Park West to head home and when a homeless woman approached us for money. We clearly just kept walking, which was so offensive to her that she began screaming about how we'd end up just like her one day and never receive help. She reminded me of Susan from season 1 of Survivor (If I were to see you on the side of the road I wouldn't even give you water!). Honey, you are hitting up the wrong people for cash. Lesson to the poor: don't hit up broke college students and expect a large, or any, sum. Aside from that creepy 3 minutes, the park was beautiful and we had a good time.
P.S. The title is not just about what I've been doing, but is the title of the very relevant song I'm listening to by Coconut Records. Not their best, but perfect for a chill night.
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