She Likes Coffee and I Like Tea

I went out to the grocery story just so I could buy strawberries and milk. Walking back, I pondered if that meant I had unwittingly stepped into a Bergman film. But as Death hasn't made an appearance, I think I'm still safe from the Sweds, as it were.

What a day! Woke up at the ungodly hour of 3 p.m. A week of sleeping only five hours a night plus staying out late to catch the midnight showing of Spiderman made for one hell of a coma. It also meant that I failed at life and missed seeing kathynancygirl off.

*hangs head in shame*

I spent the rest of my day packing, as my parents are coming Sunday to lug the majority of my stuff back home. For I am leaving the hallowed halls of NYU FOREVER come Thursday!! Farewell, NYU! It has been...mindboggling.

Oh, and cherry on the top of this day, however, was walking across the Brooklyn Bridge to swing dance under it!...or in the old Fulton Ferry Pier in Brooklyn, which is as close as we're going to get to dancing under the Bridge. It was the bittersweet sort of shingdig that tugs at the heart strings more than any other NYU-related thing has...Good people, good music, good pizza (as we went to Grimaldi's afterward), and of course, the amazing night view of the Manhattan skyline.

Now, if you will excuse me...I'm going to continue gourging myself on strawberries while I watch my newly arrived Black Adder.