I'm in a crabby mood right now and therefore not really in the mood to write, but I wanted to blab some more about my trip to NYC -- because someday it will be nostalgic, and because a couple of people actually asked. Plus two weeks have already passed.

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That's what a random old fellow told me last week, as I browsed an East Village record store. I was wearing one of those touristy tank tops that says 'I (heart) NY' and flipping through the used CD bin, when out of the blue he said to me "If you love New York, you're a pervert." So I smiled and told him that I guess I must be one. I really did love ( Read more... )