Nimish Batra, The Life And Times Of

All done. Graduated. Goodnight FL. Maybe we’ll meet again.

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I’m having a weird time of things recently. Computers breaking, internet flaking… you know. So it seems like an opportune time to formalize a life goal.

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I don’t like poetry.

There is a reason for that: This is the best I can do.

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One last day in New York.

What do I do?

The only realistic option is to walk around the whole day, or try and catch a Broadway show (apparently cheap seats cost you the whole day in obtaining.)

Unless anyone has a better idea?

Today, I finished Niall Ferguson’s Empire. The book traveled through five cities over four years (almost exactly), but finally, it is done.

Mini review: First half is brilliant. The second half reads like a rushed summary, and feels almost like an old, dusty, weary historian apologizing to the world about British rule, pointing out items in its defence, and generally having quite a chip on his shoulder about America. Lots of quotes, anecdotes, strange bits of trivia. Very enjoyable book.

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So I’ve completed a year in the USA.

That is all.

Went to more RBNY matches, saw the taping of The Daily Show, went to the Harry Potter movies, took a 3.3 mile walk (the first “Annual 22nd July Do Something Stupid” day) in 44 deg weather in Manhattan, gave up on the New York Times, started a writing project with a friend, drafting a project proposal about music for next semester at school, giving up on being a tourist because I have to start studying, I eat food, drink Pepsi and walk a lot.

*whew*

Also, I miss Crax and ThumsUp. Funny, I didn’t like ThumsUp until they brought it back from the dead.

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This post because apparently, Facebook, twitter, Google+ and Gtalk aren’t enough for you guys. Happy now? Also, stop asking for pictures. Google for Manhattan photos. >.<

Everyone loves lists, right? Here’s what I’ve been up to in New York, New York.

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Today I walked from 33rd street to 100th street in Manhattan. Then my phone died. And then I walked back.

Yep.

I saw a couple of houses. One more tomorrow.

For Towel Day, I went to a British place called Tea and Sympathy in Manhattan with a couple of my friends. “It wuz good.” Not as good as Infinitea, mind you, these Poms and Yanks can’t really make a cup of masala chai, because they never understand it. And yet, it was good.

Yes, I live on someone’s sofa.

And yes, that makes it Tea, Sympathy and a Sofa. I know you don’t know what that means, but Towel Day just ended, and I’m happy enough to not explain it. I have my warm fuzzy towel, and the cold can’t get me…