Make My Joy Complete

sitting at 14th and 6th, mingling with israeli web designers. they were impressed with my apple, which led into a good half hour discussion, filled with designer jargon and blog thoughts. they are designing a friendly blog interface that is able to import flash. i was more interested in our discussions of israel, though; religious tensions, safe areas for girls like me to vagabond (he claims it is safer on the streets there than in new york because everyone is allowed to carry a weapon, and there is no crime or holdups. hmm...). i made the faux pas of inquiring about egypt, which apparently is very against israel, but he was cool about it, and gave me a pretty unbiased overview. oh, what people new york city can bring into your life...

saw "legally blonde" this weekend (on broadway). trust me. i know. the first five minutes, i was thinking, why did i go to this? but just like with "enchanted," i was pleasantly surprised with the end. it was hilarious. and we (katie and i) were fourth row!

other activities of the weekend:
trampled in century 21 (women fighting like animals for discount michael kors and kenneth cole),
ate world-famous cupcakes at magnolia bakery,
verbally assaulted/death threat in the subway by a ridiculously scary man,
wtc (looks the same as it did this summer, and three years ago. the only big empty place on the island,
belvedere castle (in central park, the castle from "stepmom"),
cheesecake at roxy's in times square,
insulted by snobby boutique owners in the west village (quote: "do you even know what that is?"),
the apartment building from "friends" in greenwich,
"shhh"-ed on the mysterious sidewalk movie set (no celebrity spottings),
dylan's candy bar (ralph lauren's daughter's dream venue),
serendipity 3 café,
the mandarin oriental hotel (for the beautiful FREE view of central park and to use the best bathrooms in columbus circle), dreaming at tiffany's,
visiting monk's restaurant from "seinfeld."

ate at sal + carmine's, a pizza place on my street, last night. it's wood-fired goodness, made by disgruntled 70-year-old brothers. their cash register must've been the one they got when they opened the place.

no work today. thank you martin.

I watched a few episodes of "seinfeld" this morning, and pulled myself out of bed to go down to the west village. it is hard to get out of a warm bed when you are cold, and will be walking alone. made some returns, and pulled myself from the chokehold of surrounding retail.

joni mitchell and i will be leaving now. off to the 1 train...