My commute changed last week — again.
In a nine month stretch, I have had three different commutes. It’s a little like the first day of school: part exciting, part awkward.
My new office is seriously great, and my gym has a location in the building. But the building is awkwardly located. I have been trying out different ways of getting to the office, experiencing various parts of the MTA‘s seriously overwhelmed bus and train system.
Sigh. But yes, I still love New York.
She is spectacular in Traffic, one of the eight or so DVDs I own and thus in heavy rotation given that Time Warner Cable won’t set me up for another week. As a result, I am wondering why Erika Christensen hasn’t had better film roles.
She has kept a very low profile. Googling “Erika Christensen” only turns up a smattering of information including the fact that she is a Scientologist.
These are the things I contemplate when I should be doing things like, oh, unpacking my new apartment.