a stream of consciousness

Coffee is a wonderful thing. I have mixed feelings about the fact that it's snowing outside. Article deadlines make me stressed out. I can't get enough of the thrilling adrenalin that I get from my new writing schedule. My hair looks better on the second day after washing. How have I not made pumpkin oatmeal yet? I need new jeans. I hope people like my gratitude journal as much as I do. I'm tired of commuting in and out of New York. The world really is filled with good.  I have yet to see the Christmas tree at Rockefeller Center. I don't know if I want to. Why am I the Grinch this year? Now is a brilliant time to start dating. I find it flattering that guys are interested in me, but I wish I didn't care so much. I can hardly wait for K to visit me for New Years. Someone should figure out what we're doing. No matter how many times I use Western Union I still feel like it's illegal. Hopefully I can make it out of the country in 2011. I should stop by City Bakery for hot chocolate today. If only C could join me. I have to text her. I also have to text/call about a dozen other friends. Sometimes I'm hard to get in touch with and I don't like it. I must send out a batch of snail mail soon. All of my readers and blends should subscribe to Well+Good NYC. My mom makes the best soups in the entire world. Why do I take taxis like I can afford it? I'm glad I saw West Side Story yesterday with my grandparents and family. Practicing my Spanish needs to happen more often. This week is going to be a fantastically busy one. I wonder why there weren't any comments on my last post. What would you like to see more of? I don't feel guilty for missing pilates this morning. The Art of Non-Comformity is kind of an amazing book so far. Going out on a Sunday night makes me feel rebellious. That's probably pathetic. Coffee is a wonderful thing. Wouldn't you agree?