He asked me a question about last Sunday. He asked me what was my aim. I told him I hadn’t spoken to my therapist about him yet. He went into a treatise on why a hook-up between the two of us would be a bad idea. I nodded. I think he talks too much…
...read more hereAnyone else remember when I said I was going to do yoga every day until the 4th of July? Well, it hasn’t quite worked out that way.
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I came back with some cheap vodka. A one-dollar shot. Yes, in the middle of the day.
“It was this or cyanide,” I explained, pouring the contents into my coffee.
…it annoys me when I buy something like… say… a container of blueberries, use a handful of them in a salad and store the rest in my friend’s fridge in Harlem, and come back the next day or later the same day to an empty or missing container of blueberries.
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If you’re wondering what’s a surefire way to get an ass-whuppin’ from a Classic NYer…
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A small boy (eight or nine) was on the train with his mother when a homeless person came through the car begging for money. The little boy had some money (a quarter! a whole quarter!). “Mom, can I give him some money? Can I give him some money?” “Sure, honey.” He waved his little quarter [...]
...read more hereThis crew as well I’ve seen before… at least, I’ve seen the ringleader with a different set of dancers. This is another one that’s better live, if only because the person who took this video (intelligently) edited out all the bad jokes, which are funny when you hear them in person, but not so much when you watch a video of it later. He did manage to get across though that the ringleader is nothing short of a clown, haha. The time I saw him he was wearing a leapord-print leotard with a tail. Yeah. A clown.
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I’ve noticed that at moments when I would have otherwise looked… raggedy, I was saved by the presence of my scarf. A faded tank top that has seen better days… cheap too-long jeans folded up at the bottom so I don’t tread on the hems… throw a pashmina over it and suddenly it looks like I did it on purpose.
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scribbling meaninglessly
because I have something to lose
which nobody else wants
least of all you…
