My Second First Weekend.

My family, Mickey and I drove out to New York on the 31st

of December to move me back into my apartment with a

few strategic additions (i.e. honest to goodness bed, bike

trainer). Mom and Dad stayed in Battery Park City at the

Embassy Suites and Mickey and I arranged my apartment.

On Saturday we all ventured out into the bitter cold to

see some sights and complain about the temperature.

I used Mickey's TTV to take a few pictures of the weekend.

She took it home with her this morning but I've already found

a few Duaflex II's on craigslist for some reasonable asking

prices, so expect more TTV in the near future.

I am beside myself with glee because I have a bicycle now.

I will finally be able to BrooklynCrush!

New Years: Aftermath.

While I got to bed at around 5:30/6ish, that did not stop

the party from roaring on into the 10am hour. I woke up

around 12 and took some pictures of stragglers and the

damage done.

New Years: Through the Viewfinder.

I spent New Years with Mickey and my roommates in Brooklyn.

Counting down to midnight was pretty lively. At about 1am we

rolled out of the apartment and went to a ridiculous Manhattan

Apartment Party. I didn't take my camera out but if I did, I

probably would have taken pictures of the crazy Mies Van

der Rohe installations and beautiful suspension staircase.

I got home around 5:30 and got some sleep on.

Mickey did not go because she passed out from cell phone

frustration and vodka.

Photo Credits:

First Image: Ryan Callahan

Second Image: Micaela Ruiz

Third Image: Micaela Ruiz

Embassy Suites.

The 8th floor was alright, but it looks like the 7th floor is

where the party was at.

Bike Trainer+Open Exposure.

I got this awesome Lime Green bike trainer for Christmas

so I can crush in any weather (like BirdMan).

Cool picture of me working on my cadence.

Only 3 months until spring hits the city. I got to get ready.

My Christmas.

My Christmas was infinitely more adorable than your

Christmas.

That, I can guarantee.

Lady.

Lady got Diabetes for Christmas.

That's not a joke, my dog has Diabetes.