we don't have any mice in our apartment, although occasionally i'll see a cute 6" long rat in the subway. i wish i lived with crazy people. i'm considered the one who is off his rocker around here. go figure. i don't think i'm off my rocker, especially when compared to those guys who shit in the street right in front of you. dem's crazy, not me.
this weekend was uneventful. i went to my greek friend's b-day party, where i met a beautiful, beautiful portuguese ashkenazy named Marta (or maybe Martha, i still can't get past all of these damned accents). She's a philosophy student, an operatic singer, and has studied with Yehudi Menuhin (the world-famous violinist). We went to dinner during the party, since we were both hungry, and when in the attempt to return, were swept up by a crowd of the same party-goers headed toward the 23rd st. chelsea piers (it's a club situated amongst boats on the west side). so we went. i danced a bit, but couldn't handle the new dancing method. this method consists of stomping one's feet in one place, with arms at one's side. so i'm standing amongst a bunch of people emulating native american stereotypes from a 50's western, trying to decide whether everybody did indeed look like a complete ass or whether it was the fact that i was quickly reentering the world of sobriety. neither situation was to my approval, and i encouraged my companions to leave with me. we ended up in a village schwarma and falafel stand until 5 am.
by the way: has the house acquired a DSL hookup yet? i want to do video conferencing...
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