Valentine’s day
Don’t care much for this silly day, especially now that I don’t have anyone to share it with. Not that it was any better when I did, since the various bfs rarely did anything nice. The long-term one would always get me flowers but usually had to work so it was a sort of a non-event day. Another bf was too cheap and thoughtless to ever make an effort. One guy once took me to a romantic dinner and cocktails at the River café and then we ended up having sex in his car somewhere in Harlem, while aghast drug dealers looked on. This year I will go to a movie and then have a nice big drink since I can now drink again, the fast has ended, YAY!
The past couple of weeks have been strange to say the least. I took a little job/gig with a friend, packing up an apartment for this super rich crazy woman. But first we looked for a new apartment for her. It sure is strange to see how the other half lives! We saw apartments that rent for $25,000 to $90,000 a month (!) and I was greatly relieved to find out that just because people have money doesn’t mean they have taste. I saw apartments I wouldn’t live in if they were rent-free! One was like a bachelor sex pad from the 70s complete with ‘sound system’ throughout which consisted of huge reel-to-reel and turntables, as well as shag carpets (orange) and lots of black marble and white leather and mirrors everywhere! She finally settled for a mere $28,000 one and now we are packing every day. Of course since this is a big secret no one will tell us where to send her stuff (she has 3 other homes) or what to pack or how. And we suspect that whatever we manage to pack anyway will just have to un-and repacked anyway. But hey it gives me something to do and that ain’t bad. And I feel extremely motivated to find a real job now since the idea of being at the mercy of these lunatics is less than appealing!
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