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Friday, September 28, 2001
Way to walk
There are a few different ways for me to walk home from work. Each of them is boring in its own special way. So sometimes I have to play make-believe whilst en route to keep myself sane.
East on 3rd Street. Stare at lost NYU people who aren't on the right street. Cut up through the walkway by the library. Go caddy-corner through Washington Square and past the arch, and up 5th Avenue. When I walk this way I am Betsey Johnson. (She lives on 5th Avenue, right there)
North on Lafayette Street. East on 9th Street. Vaguely consider going west instead, and walking up to Kiehl's. When I walk this way, I am Liv Tyler. (She lives on 5th Avenue, too. In fact, she lives across the street from Betsey. But I don't think the two of them would walk the same way home. Liv would never walk through the park for one thing. The kids there might be near-blind from too much pot and hacky-sack but they would almost certainly recognize "that girl from Empire Records")
North on Broadway. East on 8th Street. Crap, now I'm Amanda Lepore.
Did I say that this ritual keeps me sane? Perhaps that was a poorly chosen word.