Missy | October 29, 2007
Are you calling me a heifer? Sullivan County, NY
I had the intention to create a big, fat blog post this weekend. I traveled upstate instead.
Missy | October 13, 2007
Windowsill bookshelf. Or, taking advantage of all available space in a New York apartment.
Last night my friend Gerry and I went out to dinner in Park Slope and, later, for a drink at Great Lakes, though we were done with all of it by midnight. Throughout, both of us were yawning; it was a long week. He’s upstate the rest of this weekend (’upstate’ being a loose definition of anything that is not New York City, Long Island, or Westchester county) looking at a small country house that he is hoping to purchase. I, for once, have no pre-existing plans. No work, no travel, no performances. Last night I was sort of freaking out over the possibilities of what to do with all this free time–the fall weather is beautifully breezy, so maybe walk around and take photos (something I’ve been neglecting)? Visit the stretch of antique shops on Atlantic Avenue to look for a desk chair and pray for a reasonable price? Catch up on films? Just stay in bed and read and drink tea? When I recognized that the inability to make a decision was making me a little crazy, I decided that there is only one thing to do: open the windows wide, turn the music up loud, and unclutter my life. The satisfaction from combing through all of my things, organizing, purging, donating…this is exactly what I need to relax.
Missy | October 4, 2007
You can’t tell it here, but this bathroom is bigger than my bedroom. Caesar’s Palace, Las Vegas.
Apparently when a woman cuts her hair it’s an act of defiance. I can’t say I have anything to rebel against, other than the long-haired (although generally bangs-less) sameness of the corporate workplace environment. This might also explain the excessive amount of shopping I’ve been doing lately, since it is also apparently true that women dress for other women first. But I’m not trying to impress anybody, I’m just trying to be me.
Anyway, after three heroic, painstaking years, It’s time for my hair to go in the other direction. The Charlotte Gainsbourg/Chan Marshall look-a-like contest is about over and I think I’m losing. Plus, this look has hit national tv. I’m not about to go back to this, because I know (and others are painfully aware) how hard it is to grow out.
Right now I’m rebelling against doing work. But The Office is about to come on in about, oh, 30 minutes and I need to get ready.
Did I mention I was in Las Vegas earlier this week? I’ll be writing a teeny bit about it as a guest blogger at Sarah’s this week. She’s so nice to have invited me over.
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Listening
Unmap
Volcano Choir
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Reading
A Supposedly Fun Thing I'll Never Do Again
David Foster Wallace
