New York/ DC

Holy cow I’ve been gone a long time. Seems I forgot everything. And next week I am on vacation. (WOOHOOO!) so there will be more time to forget stuff. Thursday I went out with Doug and became inebriated. I woke up Friday feeling like dog doo and quickly remembered why drinking sucks. It really does. It just sucks. I did not feel better until Saturday morning. I didn’t move much Saturday either. Just sat there, watching Toby play Spider-man on Sony Playstation 2. We watched more of the Sopranos and then ventured out to see Blood Work. It was only ok. We knew how it would end 15 minutes into the film so at that point it was just watching it end.
On Sunday, we did more of the same. Sat around the house watching TV. Toby made some amazing vegan potato salad and tempeh. Holy shit, that potato salad melts in one’s mouth. So good. Doug came back by on Sunday to pick up some of his stuff. And then I went to bed at 10 p.m. in order to get up on Monday at 4:45 to hit the 6:05 a.m. Amtrak train into Washington, DC. (Word to the brothas and sistahs of the world, travelling on a Sunday is (at the very least) a 30 dollar difference to travelling on a Monday). So, off I was, woke up it was dark. Got my tired ass into a car service and headed to Penn Station. Hit DC at 10:00 a.m. and headed straight for the interview. Went very, very well.
::crosses fingers::
And then I met Missy for lunch. We sat, we talked. It was great. DC feels good. In a state of total delirium, on the way back to New York, I decided that New York City is that passionate (but abusive) relationship. The sex is great. It’s really friggin hot. It’s always interesting and it’s rarely cheap. But I don’t trust it. It’s always looking around for something better. It’s abusive (but only when I let it be) and it’s totally and completely unreliable. That said, it’s time to settle down a bit. I’m getting too old for this shit. :)
Greetings and hello. Now I must sift through my email.

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  1. woop! yaya! yes, I am. I am.

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