the law of the pendulum

For someone who acknowledges that she tends to like the sound of her own voice and has kept a blog for over two years, I'm sure having a heckuva time writing about myself in this personal statement for law school.

Ugh, enough about that.

Drank beer and watched the Yankees game last night with Josh. Got an invite to the game on Wednesday. ("Suuuuuuure, I'll skip the gym!") While at Yankee Stadium, I'll eat a hot dog, drink a beer, and check off one of those things-to-do on The List.

Tonight brings Thai dinner with my brother, a person with whom I haven't spent any one-on-one time in ages. I miss him. We've contemplated interviewing each other for the StoryCorps project and then presenting the CD to our Mom for her upcoming 55th birthday. Of course, I'm not sure I could get through the process without crying. I'm kind of a baby like that sometimes.

(I know, I know, it's hard to believe.)

The weather in New York is absolutely gorgeous -- exactly how I like it: dry, brisk, sunny. Autumnal.

Um, that's about it.