Sometimes strangers pee in their pants and then I take a picture of it.

In reality, the picture I will post below is reinforcing evidence that this place really does smell like a urinal/kitty litter box/musty disneyland ride. (no offense Disney lovers..but you know what I am talking about those musty smelling rides) In order to make you read the rest..I am going to save it for the end...

I was feeling rather emotional this week..probably for a variety of reasons and life frustrations.. it was inevitable that I teared up twice..once while listening to The Judd's Greatest Hits and the other when looking at my sweet friends engagement photos..( I love you N and E!!!) And maybe a third time when I thought Bloomberg was taking away the big gulp...Dont Judge!!

Yeah..I feel like a sad sad woman/child for crying over those things. I'm not really a woman yet right? That makes me think of responsible 30 somethings who wear polyester suits and wear those weird hiking sandals everywhere... I am not sure how people my age and younger are married with kids..I respect them..I don't feel that grown up yet..

I giggle at the worst times.. ( Really...I can't even post them on here) I fall asleep on the bus. The train..Meetings...on the floor....I throw temper tantrums in my mind when i don't get my way and smile regardless (so thats kind of grown up right?) And I am apparently really passive/aggressive. In my mind I am not passive/aggressive at all. I feel like its impolite to always be aggressive and confrontational. So mostly I deal with it ( and as I once learned from a really great professor, to just let it go) but if its really serious I will let you know. I mean lets be honest, I always have an opinion, I am not afraid to share it, I just suppose as I have gotten older I have felt like some things aren't worth telling people off for..since woman sounds to old for me..can we just agree that I am a lady? I plan on being a real classy one.

Also lets give me a round of applause for not shopping (target doesn't count?) since I have been here for 5 weeks. Every time I go past Bloomingdales..Bergdorfs..Bendels..Chanel..Bottega Veneta...and I don't go in to look around a part of me dies.. But i have remained strong and remembered that I can do all of that someday, just not yet. Confession.. I did buy a chambray shirt online ( I ADORE IT) and a little fedora with a leopard scarf around it for $10..

Also this week I really thought about going back to school..to be a veterinarian. If that doesn't work out I will just spend a summer training killer whales and dolphins. ;)

My week wasn't very interesting..but I did go to the Brooklyn Museum which was really cool. (besides the realllllly creepy feminist exhibit which we accidentally stumbled into. barf barf barf)
Here are my favorite pieces.

 Book of the Dead ( how cool is that??)

 Egyptian Hair Extensions from 2000 BC..

Outside of the Brooklyn Museum

Later we went to Coney Island..which was fun but we couldn't buy tickets for the rides because the electricity was down in the booths and that was freaking lame.

We ate at the original Nathans 

 amazing view of the city...

I am officially official!! :) 

This is me sticking it to the man..

here we have Bloomberg eating his donut.

This is me getting unlimited refills..HAHAHAHA

And as you have been waiting so patiently..

And with that another weekend is over. I am not ready for another week just yet...