December 21, 2005Holiday strikeThe past two nights I've been packing boxes for Kee. She's been slammed with holiday orders; she's working all hours. Her assistants have been staying over her house as well, what with the hours they've been working and the strike.So far the strike hasn't affected me much. I live five short blocks from work, and I've already bought my bus ticket home, courtesy of a Chinatown bus line. This past weekend I went to Rachel's holiday party in Queens. She made four types of cookies and a brown sugar glazed ham. Everything was delicious. And when I left, she gave me a bag of cookies to take home. I ate them all the next day and felt sick. That evening, I went to the Met to see the van Gogh drawings. The museum was relatively empty, and the crowd at the exhibit was manageable. The exhibit was fantastic. Afterwards, I took a bus south from the museum, but the traffic was terrible. I alighted at 57th and hopped the subway home. listening to: the eels, Blinking Lights And Other Revelations
Posted by eku at December 21, 2005 11:05 AM
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