i noticed that i haven’t really updated my blog, and if someone who wanted to get to know me was to read my blog, they would probably get not much more than a few mediocre short stories, some cryptic entries about this and that, and some pseudo-serious discussions on design. haha, i think i am okay with that, but just in case you were curious about what i was “up to these days” without my usually contrived thematic approach to writing, please read on.
okay. i’ve been working. yes, at that bank near Times Square. me and Sergey, the other first-year analyst in the group, often joke about subordinated tranches and finding a third party to help us short the company’s stock (Compliance: please note “joking” as the key word here, i.e. don’t fire us). we get incredible workouts from flipping pitchbooks and packaging offering memorandums. one of the highlights of my week includes eating salmon roe one orange ball at a time while sitting at my desk. one of my daily dilemmas is deciding whether or not to get the cheese danish in the morning – it’s a craving versus unnecessary carbs type of ordeal.
i try to work out a few times a week in the gym on the 4th floor of my building. i usually go after 11pm because i come home late sometimes, but i don’t mind it because then i get the gym all to myself. i change all the TVs to ESPN or ABC if it’s Monday (MNF), and i sing out loud to whatever is playing on my iPod while i do dumbbells or the stair climber machine. i really feel uncomfortable when this really muscular white guy is in there and working out. he has ridiculously cut and huge arms that make me feel very self-conscious. i usually don’t roll up my sleeves until he leaves. ugh. but i tell myself i can probably take him in a race or beat him in agility drills.
wook and i have been fairly busy with our web work. we’ve done sites and print materials for two clients in the past three weeks, and we have a few more lined up. a sort of routine has begun to emerge: on friday nights, after work, i make my way up to Columbia, where we set up shop in Lerner and design away until the morning. we then retire to wook’s room where i catch a few hours of nap on the floor. this weekend we hit up two brunch places which added an element of relaxation to our working focus. Good Enough to Eat on 80th and Amsterdam, which serves Vermont-style traditional American fare, was homey and delicious, although I had a certain level of disgust for all the yuppies filling up the room (a self-loathing disgust, actually). this morning, we checked out HK on 39th St. and 9th Ave. it was a very trendy, hip place which served a reasonably priced brunch and used very good-looking glassware and ceramics (and waitresses). i might even go back just for the deliciously huge cup of coffee.
i’ve bought plane tix to Taiwan to visit melanie over Christmas. i’m excited to see her again, and am also looking forward to seeing a part of Asia (although, as i’ve told many people, it certainly isn’t Korea). i’m always thinking about race here in the states – imagine going to a place where race isn’t much of an issue since we’re all yellow! well, i still have that ethnicity/language-barrier thing to consider. i’ll try to write a Kottke-type of Asia trip log of my experience there, but it’ll probably be a simple overview like my Paris trip blog entry from March.
i really like the Charles Tyrwitt tie that i got in the mail last week. it’s a navy blue color with this tiny egg-shaped pattern and goes very nicely with my Brooks Brothers shirts. i also love browsing through Lee Allison Company catalogues. he does a great job of marketing his stuff. i saw a cool pattern called “Raining Cats and Dogs” and it has cats and dogs in the shape of raindrops.
i’ve been having trouble settling down on a book to read. i’ve been juggling through a bunch. I really ought to finish off Seize the Day by Saul Bellow because it’s only about 70 pages long, and it vaguely reminds me of my Elusive Hope story – middle-age failure. and reading David Denby’s Great Books makes me pretty nostalgic about my Lit Hum and CC classes. I should send an email to my CC prof just to let her know that i’ve become a sell out but still have some interest in cultivating my mind (or at least keep up with NY Times). I also started Hemingway’s The Sun Also Rises, and i love his gritty prose. does anyone else notice that he approaches women characters a bit like pretty, shiny objects?
it’s past my bedtime, but i feel like this blog wouldn’t exist if i never wrote after bedtime hours. Sergey keeps track of all the hours he’s logged as an analyst in a spreadsheet. i should try to calculate the average time of day i’ve logged entries into this blog. probably between 1am and 3am. but with that said, i will retire for the night.