Showing posts with label apple juice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label apple juice. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

12:00pm, 1:00pm, 2:00pm


I really miss juice.  I want to live here again for the juice.

I had lunch today at this new place that is just opening down the street from Meghan's apt.  It was super cute and fun and reminded me of the good old days when I used to open juice bars.

And the veggie juice I had was extremely good, and made me fit right in as I meandered around the lower east side.

I stopped off at a few of my favorite clothing stores but was unsure about the things I saw.  I need to go back with somebody else to help me decide if things are worth getting or not.

One thing that needed no thought regarding its worth was this swimsuit I found at topshop at 1:00

unfortunately they were not my size and they were the only ones.  I can only assume because they are couture.

In the spirit of me running in to everybody from my past on the streets of new york I met up with Colin and we have been meandering.  2:00 we found ourselves here, shading from the harsh UV light:


I love them, they are nice.

We also made our way back to the park because I had to come back to the apt to go to the bathroom, upload these pictures, and change out of my now extremely sweaty shirt.

Then it's on to the next activity.

Wednesday, May 4, 2011

don't even THINK about touching his snapea crisps


It's a magnet randomly stuck to one of the shelves at Publix.  Why?  This was the entrance to the aisle that had the pet supplies but 1) there are clearly no other magnets or even other pet supplies anywhere directly around it, and 2) there weren't even any other magnets like this further down the aisle anywhere else.  In fact, this magnet didn't have a price tag on it or anything which leads me to believe that it isn't on sale at all.

Perhaps it's some kind of totem, placed there to guard over the pet food aisle and protect all shoppers who pass by his gaze.  Though slightly unnerving, there's a certain peace that washes over you if you stare in to his eyes long enough...



btw wtf with the snapea crisps and apple juice?  Who planned this shelf?  Barf.