Something really really good might be happening May 3rd. More than "might" but less than "definitely" so I'm not toasting to anything yet.
I can feel the weather finally getting warm. I probably spent 80% of Saturday outdoors and walked maybe a total of 6 miles around the city. Things are grand.
I really need to get down to business. I need to get back to going to bed at 10:30 every night. This is really difficult when you are twenty-two and live in Manhattan. Give me three months, and I'm going to turn this car around.
Everybody seems to have this big, gigantic boner for the new Apple store in the Meatpacking District. It has these spiral, clear glass stairs and all I could think when I saw them was "what a pervert's dream."
When I email someone inviting them to do something and rather than respond they just show up. Then when I don't they're like, "Where are you?" and I'm like god dang man I didn't think you were going to go because you didn't respond ugghgfhgjfbvjdfn the world wide web frustrates me.