Author: meghan
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Give Yourself to Glitter
I found this DIY on Pinterest and it has taken over my life. Quite literally. Everything is now covered in glitter! My dresser … my boyfriend … my lunch. Seriously! I opened my banana at work and there was glitter inside it somehow. So make peace with your life covered with glitter and then assemble…
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Don’t Get Me Wrong
Don’t get me wrong: I still love New York. But sometimes, I get a little homesick for suburbia. In weird ways that you’d never imagine! For instance, I kind of miss being bored. Having nothing to do, doing things for the fun of it. Remember driving around town in search of things to do, combing…
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Currently…in November 2013
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Oh man, November already? Seems like just yesterday I was trying to remember to write 2013, and now it’s almost over! October is my busiest month, and I know I haven’t spent as much time blogging because I have been either working or PTFO ASLEEP. I am resolved to post more, even if it’s not…
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If You See This Man…
…punch him in the eye. He was sitting next to me on the 3 Train this weekend, taking up the better part of three seats when one would have sufficed, wiggling around and generally having terrible train etiquette. As the train approached 96th Street, I started to rise from my seat to get off…
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Sunday Morning
Today, the world lost a rock and roll legend. Lou Reed, frontman of The Velvet Underground, passed away at 71 years young. Rest in Peace.
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Practice Makes Perfect
A funny phenomenon at Comic Con (hee hee that rhymed) is that people dress up. I guess this isn’t so weird – it’s the month of Halloween, after all. But people go ALL OUT. And then, you walk around and take pictures of people’s costumes. Now, here’s the weird part. Cosplayers – people who dress…
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Comic Con 2013
On Friday, I cased the joint and made myself familiar with all the booths and artists present. On Saturday, I was dressed somewhat in costume – wearing my replica of the 4th Doctor’s scarf from Doctor Who and regular street clothes. This resulted in getting hit on A LOT. I was surprised how many people…
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Compartment
One morning, a few days ago, I caught myself unable to tear myself away from the view out my kitchen window. “This is my favourite view,” I said aloud. And meant it truthfully. At current moment, there is loud music pouring out the door across the hall. Clapping, live singing, a live band is playing…
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I WILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU
It’s here it’s here!Today is the first day I am attending ComicCon!Tomorrow, expect pictures. But for today… Enjoy this crazy video that I can’t stop watching.
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But First, You Pay
I recently saw something on Facebook that struck me as fascinating and out of the ordinary: it was a debate about something other than Miley Cyrus. Seriously, can we stop talking about shit that doesn’t matter and talk about shit that matters only slightly more? Like the age-old question: WHO PAYS FOR DATES? A male…
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Fallen Down A Hole…
…a hole called work. Blogtember is over, and to be honest, it feel like I have no creative juices left in me. Just pulp. And nobody likes pulp. And nobody likes to admit that they are so burnt out from working constantly that they need someone to prod them with a stick to give them…
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#45 West 12th Street
I have a crush… …on #45 West 12th Street. More than just a house It represents all I want for my future Arises like out of a dream Seems lost in time Is cool, comfortable, cozy. This is my princess castle, my mansion, my Barbie dream home Someday….
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Currently…in October 2013
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Feeling: DRAINED. I’ve been working 20-day stretches in a row with no day off. It’s the busiest time of the year for ghost tours, and after that, it becomes the busiest time of the year for candy store. Watching: Classic Doctor Who. Still. Tom Baker’s clownish sweetness is addictive! Reading: I haven’t had time to…
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Blogtember #20: Back in Black
I have no idea when I received this bottle of black nail polish, but I know it was before I moved to NYC, so that makes it very old. I noticed it has started to take a turn for the worse, and decided it needed a proper send-off. Black is the color of sadness. The…