westward bound

my bag is packed- armed with comfy travel clothes, the makings of shower favors, tea, and decorations. . .on one hand, it feels like a lifetime ago that i was in grad school but my time in ny has simply flownby. . .

this evening, as i packed, i becan to recall the good times that i had nearly forgotten- buried under the misery of graduate school. going to pauley pavillion to watch the bruins play. taking a daily coffee break and short walk with taz when we would vent about work or life or relationships. catching a film premiere with eddie. going for a long run down san vicente and along the beach. zipping in and out of trader joes (ny really needs to open more) and checking out the fresh produce (with plenty of free samples) at the farmer's market in westwood.

i can hardly believe that it has been three years since i have visited the city of angels. and i'm both excited and anxious to see my former home. in just a few short hours, i'll be trying on bridesmaids dresses and celebrating Vk's upcoming wedding. playing wing-girl to keting2. eating lunch at my ngoc in san gabriel which has the best hu tieu (sorry momma V). taking a long walk along venice beach with eulalie. . .