Mass transit is on my side this week. A twenty minute commute, so nice. And it’s so nice out. I want to travel. Today I may take a long lunch and go to the bookstore. I might even peruse plane tickets to LA. (Though the idea of flying is still horrifying, enough valium could kill it). I went to LA last year to visit a few friends and had a great time (even though I never really thought I liked LA). We’ll see. I’m sort of tired of the ugliness sometimes. Today a man on the L train was masturbating in clear view. It was through his pants but left nothing to the imagination. Twas not pleasant. Not one bit.
There’s an article in this month’s Time magazine called Should You Be A Vegetarian? It’s really quite good. I highly recommend picking it up. It’s responsible for having me choose oatmeal with nuts, raisins, and bananas over my normal bagel with cream cheese. I’m thinking it’s time for a change in the diet.
That is all, for now. I am going to finish what I began here yesterday.