tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28369667162152867082011-07-07T17:10:26.809-04:00someday she might wake up and find herself in paris.rachel.http://www.blogger.com/profile/09173229105466126070noreply@blogger.comBlogger771100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2836966716215286708.post-60066571811163614772010-07-28T20:36:00.001-04:002010-07-28T20:37:36.208-04:00

Hey friends -- I'm in transit ... again. Just this time, not literally.Find me over here from now, wouldya?

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I'm back! For now, at least. I think my absence can be excused because I've been boring. Really. I'm not really in transit anymore -- I'm here. Staying put. Heck, I've even been in one apartment for nearly a year. A year! (Ok, I did move rooms in that apartment, but I don't count that as a full move.)But, it's about to be spring and without being cliche, I really feel like I'm waking up from a

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Thanks, Cara, for the heads up about free Charley Harper downloads here.Print 'em out, frame 'em, done!

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The tree across the street from me decided last week to finally admit it was fall, and changed from green to this brilliant yellow nearly overnight.I came back after Thanksgiving to find it bare and Christmas tree stands around the corner.Happy almost December!

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It's hard to get my hiking fix in New York, but luckily it's not impossible. Like most things in this city, you just have to dig a little to find hidden gems. And that's what Breakneck Ridge is—a little gem that no one tells you about. (Of course, that might because most New Yorkers couldn't care less about hiking ...)Two up-for-anything friends and I traveled on the Hudson line on MetroNorth for

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I was at the airport for a lot of October. It was busy busy. Instead of talking your ear off (typing your, uh, eyes off??), I'll let the photos tell the story.First: I headed to Maine for my birthday. Oh, it was lovely. I visited Annemarie at Salt Water Farm and she cooked me a tasty lobster dinner for my 26th. (She cooked it, but I killed it! What? You, Ms. Vegetarian? Yeah, more on that later.)

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I'm going to go ahead and say it: This summer was a bit of a disappointment. Don't you agree? It rained all of June; July came and went; and I'm not sure what happened to August. And now September has come and gone. How has this happened?That said, I made it through about half my summer to-do list. Now, onto fall, which I enjoy even more than summer. In fact, this morning, I woke up with the

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I've been reading ReadyMade's A Week Without blog posts for a while now. First, my friend Amy gave up processed foods, and now Virginia is giving up spending any money for a week.Well, so am I.But I didn't plan on it. My purse was stolen on Monday night, right out from under my legs. Sneaky McSneakerson purse-snatcher just slipped it away from me as I was having dinner with a friend. Sigh. Gone

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Despite my absence on this blog, I figured it shouldn't go without noting that yesterday was my one-year anniversary in New York. And, well, kind of my one-year anniversary for the blog, too. But that day did go unnoticed—it was sometime in July.Ironically, I didn't get to post yesterday because I was on a plane on my way back to NYC from KC—which was exactly where I was last year. Much different

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Favorite neighborhood in Montreal: Mile End.We ate bagels (though they were not as good as New York bagels) and drank coffee ...(photos by jes)And we shopped. A lot. We stopped by General 54 before it opened, and stalled and stalled and stalled until they finally opened the doors sometime after noon. The store carries Jennifer Glasgow Design and it's because of her that I dropped way too much

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Over the Fourth of July, I pulled a really un-American move. I left the US and went to Canada.Some friends and I traveled an hour and a half by plane to Montreal. It isn't as European as I'd heard it would be, but regardless, it was a good getaway to another country in which English isn't the dominant language.We really had no agenda, but we saw fireworks on the Fourth, thanks to the

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Have you heard about the High Line? If you're in New York and you haven't—how heavy is that rock you're under? If you're outside of New York, you're forgiven.I was a bit dubious of it—it's a park on top of old elevated train tracks, which have been abandoned for years. I heard rumblings and grumblings of how much money it cost to re-hab and I wasn't sure if it would be worth it.But I went on one

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There's plenty to keep you busy in New York during the summer. When I was here for an internship in 2005, I kept a list on my fridge of things I had to get done so I would leave here with no stones unturned. But then, I had a time limit, so I was forced to get everything done before I left. Now, I'm a bit more lazy. Weekends come and go—and it's not that I'm doing nothing, I definitely am doing a

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Sadly, I'm realizing there are fewer times lately where I have the typical "I love New York" moments. I used to have them when I ran over the Brooklyn Bridge, or when I took the R train to Brooklyn and the above-ground track lent great views of the Bridge and the Statue of Liberty. I like to say that "everything becomes habitual"—even living in New York. You go to work, you go out, you come home.

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Hey friends: I have an Inspired Image over at Things We Make today. Check it out!

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Just a few more friendly reminders:- There are many things a weekend away with friends won't cure, but I don't know many of them.- Don't bring pepper spray over the Canadian border. (More on that later.)- When in doubt, Bob Dylan.- Dogs. Heart.- Don't forget to have a good time.photo by sarah

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Food, Inc. should be required viewing. Go, go, go!

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If I had an extra $150 lying around, I would have bought this print from she hit pause. studios today at the Smith Street Fair:But I don't have that extra cash right now, so I just grabbed a card and thought, "another day."I would love to have it alongside the Underwood typewriter that I scored for $30 in Kansas City back in January. It was the holy grail: the typewriter I'd always wanted at such

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I'm not usually one to self-promote. Usually. Mostly I like to put the spotlight on my talented friends.But part of the reason this poor lil' blog has been so badly neglected is because of the time I've spent at work, re-launching our website. (Who knew how much time it takes to re-launch a website?)And I swore I'd never say where I actually worked on this blog.But I'm kinda proud of it.So get

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This ...... inspired this:- What you love is more important than what loves you- You deserve the time and money spent on yoga- You always feel better after a run or time at the gym—even at 6 am- Sleep is important- Food you eat should be clean, sustainable, and always enjoyed- Consuming doesn't make you happy- Do one thing every day that scares you- The love you take is equal to the love you make

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Have I mentioned lately how much I love Portland? And how much I miss Oregon?Don't get me wrong: I love New York, too. But where else can you just climb a mountain and stand on the edge of the world better than you can in Oregon?I took a much-needed vacation to Portland over Memorial Day. First on my must-do list? Hike. Nicole and I climbed Saddle Mountain this time.We were supposed to see Mt. St

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It took me 2 hours and 20 minutes to run my first half marathon. It wasn't the best time, and it was five minutes over my goal, but I finished—and that's what matters for your first half ... right?Notice the wet pigtails? Forgot to mention it was nearly 90* in Central Park that day. I'd started training in February, so runs in anything more than 75* just didn't happen. So to keep the runners from

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I'm in transit ...I moved this weekend. Again. Third time since I've been in this city. And even though I never showed you the old place(s), I promise to show you photos of this place because I think I'm sticking around for a while and my crafty ideas are a-flowin'. The room is smaller, but the roommates are lovely (thank you, Craigslist) and my wallet is $450 fatter every month. (Yup, you read

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I DID IT!13.1 miles in 85-degree heat. Done! My time wasn't as great as I'd hoped—2 hours and 23 minutes—but who cares? I finished and I have a medal.More soon.

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I'm so happy with Obama. But Hillary Clinton would have been so excellent as well, especially in terms of women's rights.I'm glad she's in our corner.

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On a very very rainy Saturday about a week ago, Ivy came in from Boston and ran a 10k with me around Central Park—the same route I'll run twice on Sunday. (Sunday!)We got up early-ish and ate our cereal and bananas, dressed in our warm running gear, and headed outside ... to rain. And 45* temperatures. And did I mention steady, cold rain? But we braved the elements and joined about 7,600 other

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I have some ridiculously talented friends. There's Julie, Ms. Writing-Teaching-Yogaing Extraordinaire. Then there's crafty Cara, who dreamed up her business of creating recycled candles and and other goodies, landing her smart self in Country Living. Kristin travels the world for a living, Susan whips up the most gorgeous earrings and other lovelies, and Mrs. French takes ethereal photographs

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I'm so proud.Dear America,Take a hint.xoxo.

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I'm a pretty lucky runner. I get to run across this beautiful bridge whenever I want:But with this bridge comes people. Lots and lots of people. I have sneaking suspicion that I—in all my sweating glory—am in quite a few tourists' photos and videos.Plus, you can only run one path for so long before you become way too aware of how far you've gone ... and, perhaps more importantly, how far you have

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I have one month until the half marathon.And I've been in New York for seven.These are two surprising facts, both of which I just realized on my walk home tonight, and both of which just happen to fall on the exact same day. (Wait, did I move to NYC on the 28th or the 26th of August?) Anyway.Here's the thing about training for something like a half marathon when you're so not a long-distance

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Dear blog readers, I need your help. Send good running music, stat! I'm sick of constantly pressing the skip button while I'm trying to conquer a killer hill because a down-tempo Moby song comes on. I know you all have tons of suggestions, so please comment and send 'em on.Kristin, I'm mostly talking to you :)

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It's official: I've registered to run the MORE | fitness half-marathon.Now that I've posted it on my blog, it's official.Since Cara's blog might turn slightly wedding-focused (still so excited for you!) mine might now turn into a half-marathon-training-focused blog. Tune in and keep me accountable, please!This, so far, is my training schedule. Does anyone else have a favorite training site?First

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The magazine on which I cut my teeth has folded.Bye, Country Home. It became something foreign to me after I left (and after half of the best staff ever left), but it'll always be special to me.I feel like this industry that I love so much is slowly disintegrating. Sigh.

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Would you lose all respect for me if I admitted that I enjoyed the premiere of the Real World: Brooklyn?Mostly I just love saying, "I've been there!" whenever I recognize something. That, and they--so far--don't seem like ridiculously vapid idiots. Refreshing!

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There's one thing people forget to tell you when you hit your early- to mid-twenties: Your childhood pets—the ones you got when you were in elementary school, and who saw you through braces, glasses, and really bad hair—start to get older and fade away.We got Tess when I was 9, and we lost her New Year's Eve this year. I could go on for ages about the kind of dog she was: smart, ornery, and

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This will make you smile:For more like this, waste your nights make your nights happier (like I am) with Black Cab Sessions and Takeaway Shows.

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Where would you like to wake up tomorrow?What do you hope to happen by the end of the day?Find out what 50 people in New York, Brooklyn, and New Orleans had to say in these great videos from the folks at Crush & Lovely:Fifty People, One Question: New York from Crush & Lovely on Vimeo.Fifty People, One Question: Brooklyn from Crush & Lovely on Vimeo.Fifty People, One Question: New Orleans from

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More Target. I know, I know. Maybe I'm just excited to get back to KC and actually go to a Target. It's been months!After my post about the Red Hot Shop, I got this in my inbox today:Starting January 4, Target stores will have items from their Home Design Event—not as much an "event," but rather a limited-time-only-collection of housewares. And they're beautiful, and, um, cheap! Not to mention

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Oh, Target. What will you come up with next? First the $1 bins, now this: the Red Hot Shop. Like so many other things, am I behind on this? I hope I'm not the only one who just discovered it today.It's a round-up of Target's best secret stash that you can't necessarily get in your local store. Strapless dresses, cool gadgets, housewares, and crafty gifts—a make-your-own-bag kit and

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I'm very tardy in posting about Mrs. French. See her blog, Bliss, over there on my "other lovelies" list? She's a Portland friend, and she's recently launched her Etsy shop, blissfulimages, filled with ethereal, beautiful original photography.Like what you see? Find more here!Also, the following image, Paper Web, will soon be added to Urban Outfitter's arsenal of wall art. Find it in stores in

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No, no really, I dislike LaGuardia airport, and so far Midwest Airlines, too.It's not Midwest's fault this time. (Over Thanksgiving, it sure was and they had no cookies to make up for it. I'm still smarting.) This time, it's Mother Nature's fault. It's snowing, blah blah blah. All flights but mine have been canceled, and if mine is canceled, my next option is Thursday. That's almost a week from

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In search of: flirty party outfit for New Year's. (Yes, I hate strongly dislike New Year's as much as the rest of you. But this year, I'm dressing up and raising my glass to two-thousand-fine.)$40, Target — bargain and swingy, but could look like a potato sack:$252, Marc Bouwer on BlueFly.com — too dressy and too pricey, but so pretty:$130 sequin tank and $89 dark skinny jean at Banana Republic —

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Couldn't help but think of this if-only-the-I-had-been-two-seconds-earlier article as the infamous G train slid into the station right as I was heading to Crafternoon.A Christmas miracle!

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I was so very close to spending $100 to see Bon Iver at Town Hall this week just to hear him sing "Skinny Love" live. I didn't, and in retrospect it was smart, since I was plagued with a stomach/chest/head bug. Still. Wouldn't you want to hear him live, too?

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My agenda for tonight is officially set: Google has the entire LIFE photo archive online, organized by decade, searchable, and available to buy! I'm so nerdily excited.

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So excited to announce (a bit late, I admit) that my good friend over at Failed Feminist, Cara, has launched her new Esty site, Mary Marie Handmade Goods.Recycled candles, buttons made into magnets, and more re-made/handmade/lovingly-made crafts to come.Get thee over there!

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Although winter's upon us (Christmas? What?) I sadly neglected much of fall. Here was life:FoodRunning along the Brooklyn PromenadeApple picking upstate (last picture by Sarah)Pumpkin carving and cupcake making (cupcake photo by Jes)NYC Marathon-ing (er, volunteering)CelebratingReuniting in BostonAni

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When I was in Portland, I was always well aware of how long I'd been there. (Four months, two weeks. Eight months. Ten months. A year.) It wasn't that Portland was a perpetual ticking clock; the job was. I was painfully aware of how long I'd been there and how much longer I had to stay in order for it to be "acceptable."Someone recently asked me how long I'd been in New York, and I strangely had

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Oh, friends. I know. I'm neglectful.So much to update on: apple picking, babysitting, Halloween pumpkins, moving, the new job, the publishing meltdown, volunteering at the NYC Marathon, the election, visiting Boston, etc etc etc.Apparently, though, I have black thumb when it comes to Internet and my new apartment's connection is more than spotty. When it returns, I'll be back in full force.But

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So sad that my last post that's been living on here forever was about an iPod when so many other exciting things have happened lately.The most exciting thing: A JOB!Yes, it's true. I'm no long an unemployed schlump. I'm thrilled. Beyond thrilled. I started Monday and so far it's busy, challenging, and slightly overwhelming, but also incredibly fulfilling. And it's a breath of fresh air

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After a good five years out of my old iPod Mini urging me on during runs, I've finally realized it's time to replace him. My runs used to be accompanied by Scissor Sisters and Bloc Party for a good 20 minutes. Now I get about 5 minutes, if I'm lucky.I'm sorry, I loved you, but you gotta go. So with a birthday gift card (thanks, family!), I replaced Gus, my old stand-by, with Gus Jr.:I'm a little

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It's no secret: I will visit any New York tourist trap. Statue of Liberty? Sure! Those tourist buses that you sit on top of while a yappy tourist guide tells you where all the celebs live? Yes, please. And give me a day that's totally empty of obligations, weather that's gorgeous, a friend who's willing to traipse around with me (and, miraculously, a city that seemed empty of actual tourists),

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Just had to share this gem of a morning experience:I'm walking out of the subway, and a guy is climbing the stairs right next to me. He looks at me, and says, "ooh, it's cold out.""Uh huh," I say as I keep walking up the stairs."Damn, you looking gorgeous," he says. "Mmm hmmm. And, look at that, you're not married." I ignore him."Girl, can I walk with you?" he asks as we get outside."No.""Bitch."

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When/if I finally land a job, I'd very much like to reward myself with a little yoga retreat. (Yeah, yeah, I know: Rachel lands a job, immediately goes on vacation. I'm talking about a few months after being hired.)See, the bitch of life is that when I probably need yoga the most, I can't afford it. It's been July since I've been to a class; probably the longest stretch I've gone since I started

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Hug a vegetarian today. It's our day!

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It stormed a fantastic storm last night, just like a classic spring thunderstorm in the Midwest. And being raised in the Midwest, I adore storms. So despite a mean bout of insomnia and a ragin', cajun head cold, I was ok with being up until 3 am listening to it. It's funny when such natural-type things happen in New York City. It's almost like you forget that the sky can open up and unleash

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I will preface this post by saying I'm not a Yankees fan. I never have been, and you can't be a fan of any other MLB team (AL or NL) and be a Yankees fan. In fact, I'm a Loyal Royal, even though it's the hardest job in major-league baseball.That said, it was very cool to be at Yankees' stadium on the Thursday before the last game ever in the stadium. If you're a baseball fan of any sort (

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Turning 25 has come and gone. Nope, don't feel any different than I did last week, so in case you're waiting for something grandiose to happen when you hit a quarter-century, I wouldn't hold your breath.I will miss 24 a bit, though. After all, I moved to Portland a day (two days?) after I turned 24, then I moved to New York 11 months later. I think I'll remember 24 as one of the best years: I

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Michael Pollan is probably so appalled.Apparently the Corn Refiners Association is claiming that high fructose corn syrup and other artificial sweeteners are not bad for you at all.These ads are so ridiculous. Why is it so hard for people to eat real food?

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It's been a few days. Sorry 'bout that. I'd give the same, lame excuse (things have been nutty), but I'll spare you that.I've been in the city a month. Still freelancing, still unemployed, but now I'm in this odd rut of trying to pitch stories and get more jobs--in other words, I'm doing a TON of work for no money. So, I'm resorting to getting some sort of baby-sitting job or something to make

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The Internet is down at my apartment ... no fix in sight.I have to spend $2/visit in coffee each time I come to the neighborhood coffee shop to use their Internet without guilt.My apartment is also a T-mobile dead zone. (In short, if you want to get a hold of me, be patient. I'll get the voice mail or email eventually.)The economy is slapping me in the face every day. "Want a job? Ha! We mock you

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Where, oh where, do I Barack the Vote this year?I live in New York, yes, but I don't have a permanent address. I'm still registered in Oregon; my driver's license is Iowa; and most my important mail is sent to Kansas.Ideas?All I know is that Sarah Palin is the most terrifying name in American history, aside from (or perhaps akin to) George W. Bush.Gloria Steinem and Eve Ensler and Rebecca

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Your PSA of the day:Bitch magazine, the feminist response to pop culture, needs $40,000 to publish their next issue.They're an independent and nonprofit organization, something that lacks in today's mega magazine corporate world. Help them!

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A pigeon pooed on me yesterday.I was waiting for a table at brunch with a friend. As I was standing there, splot!, a big blob of green grossness landed on my arm and purse strap. After standing there for a bit, appalled and slack-jawed, I bee-lined it for the bathroom and cleaned up, after which I enjoyed unlimited mimosas and a spinach and goat-cheese omelet.I was told that in some cultures, a

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I mean, really, how bad could this be?I like cookies. I bake. It could be perfect.

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I had my first true New York moment yesterday. I'd been waiting for it to happen. So far life here has been fairly simple: I wake up, work, get dressed, get on the train into Manhattan, interview, get on the train back to Brooklyn, work, and maybe get dinner/drinks later.It's fairly uneventful and not at all glamorous.But on Friday I went into the office of a magazine I'm freelancing for, and

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Yup, it's true. I bit it in the subway. Running to catch the F train at Rockefeller Center, my hot new patent, pointy-toe pumps got caught in my hot new wide-leg trousers. Down I went, and there's a little rub in my hot new trousers to prove it.I wasn't even a bit embarrassed; just pissed that I'd probably missed the train. So I picked myself up and realized it was the V train I was running for -

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I'm here. Yes, I made it. I've only been here for two hours, and technically I'm in Brooklyn, so I haven't even gotten a glimpse of my favorite skyline. But tomorrow I have my first (and one of the most important) interview at 11 am, and as Ivy said, "You'll get off the subway and a chorus of angels will sing." Ok, maybe not, but it'll be nice.The wonderful apartment I'm staying for a month is

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I've been remiss in not posting about the amazing Roots Festival that I went to a few nights ago with Nikki (who is now a Kansas resident!) and her friend. It's a blues and BBQ festival in teeny Paola, Kansas, (about 45 minutes from my parents' house) and apparently it's been going on for 19 years. I'm a terrible former Kansas resident, because I had no idea it even existed. But I went to see

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I just have to give a quick shout-out to a favorite professor of mine, who--after kicking breast cancer's arse--achieved her goal of climbing East Spanish Peak. It's quite the mountain, I might add: a mere 10,700 feet. Congratulations, Pat!I'm pretty lucky to have mentors like her who have helped me through all my career moves thus far. In fact, Pat was the one who told me that if my job wasn't

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Found John W Golden's etsy shop via Decor8. I love his simple graphic typography, especially his Moniker Series, prints of some of the best cities' nicknames. My favorites (naturally): Just add in "Cowtown" for KC and, um [insert nickname for Des Moines here], and I'll have a full set.Also love:And I'll leave you with this print, from his Dogs and Cats series, as an homage to my Tess and Haley:Oh

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Keep on saving those oceans, dude -- and lookin' good while doing it ...

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After traveling to Des Moines and having nothing but a spare Post-it to write my contact information on, I figured it was time to get my own business cards. After all, who knows how long it will be before I get a real job. I couldn't stand the idea of getting some run-of-the-mill cards from Kinko's or something, so I took a bit of time this afternoon to shop around some letterpress sites (twist

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Hurrah! A bit of Portland in NYC:Stumptown is opening TWO locations in New YorkThis helps.

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Ladies and gentlemen, good news: I have a job interview when I get to New York!I know, it's just one interview. But it's been quite some time since I've heard back from anyone in this job search, so I take what I can get. If I had some extra cash I'd buy this little number to wear at it:I'm accepting donations.In other news (or, perhaps it's related), I've been a bit stressed lately. I woke up

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Or, more accurately, Kansas City, Here I've Been.It's been two weeks since I've left Portland. And since then, I've been to nine states: Oregon, Washington, Georgia, Missouri, Kansas, Illinois, Minnesota, Wisconsin, and Iowa. It's been a busy few weeks. It's keeping my mind away from being currently unemployed (which really, I'm not, considering I've kept up my income and then some freelancing ..

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I'm starting off this blog with what one might consider a fairly bitter post. But since I'm leaving Portland and I'm pretty bitter about it, I figure it's a good way to start. Yeah? Bear with me.See, I'm not quite ready to leave Portland yet. I moved here a year ago for a job; I didn't know a soul. I've since made some of the best friends I've ever had, and I'll miss them terribly. And I'll miss

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