A good part of my physical activity in NY was using my back and arms as a luggage rack. I spent so much time dragging large sacks from Bed, Bath and Beyond in Chelsea down 6th Ave to the L train. I've hurled towels, measuring cups, candles, dishes, and Christmas themed bullshit over my head while simultaneously swiping my Metrocard and just missing the train.
I had a pleasant moment of suburbia in the parking lot of The Great Indoors (a home furnishing yuppie Mecca in Burbank) during a
pretty nice little Saturday. We actually could load our stuff from a
shopping cart...that we
pushed...to our car...and then put
into a trunk and then
drove. LA is weird.
A good part of my physical activity in NY was using my back and arms as a luggage rack. I spent so much time dragging large sacks from Bed, Bath and Beyond in Chelsea down 6th Ave to the L train. I've hurled towels, measuring cups, candles, dishes, and Christmas themed bullshit over my head while simultaneously swiping my Metrocard and just missing the train.
I had a pleasant moment of suburbia in the parking lot of The Great Indoors (a home furnishing yuppie Mecca in Burbank) during a pretty nice little Saturday. We actually could load our stuff from a shopping cart...that we pushed...to our car...and then put into a trunk and then drove. LA is weird.
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