"Whoooaahhh I could write a book about you.." (Homeless man catching my arm as I slipped on the curb on 43rd and Bway.)
I pounded the pavement today looking for a job, the pounding was actually seeing 2 people who could make referrals, but it took me on foot from 34th street to 50th and then on to Her Oneness's place where I 'cleaned up' the computer.
This has been a strange week, I misbehaved grossly on several occasions and now think a little 'time-out' may be in order. It is cold and gloriously nice outside and so cozy and warm to be inside. I returned to my regular winter bar and the bartender was mad at me for staying away for months, I had to give him a $20 tip to be welcomed back into the fold (he will be ordering my regular vodka again now).
Generally I don't start Lent until January (my own version) but I think I may start a little early this year. It is just so hard to resist temptation, especially when it comes in the form of someone so much like me (bad news person). AY AY AY. But I will not go slipping and sliding down that trail again so hello Lent here I come. I need to focus on getting a job now and get out the Oneness world.
Yesterday a box arrived from Italy containing 4 hideous glass wall lights (sconces?) which cost more than 5 months of P's rent, which felt especially bitter now that she is kicking him out into the streets because she "is spending too much money in NYC" according to the Personal Assistant. He has nowhere to go and is devastated but her Oneness couldn't care less, she needs to move on with her plans to try to be accepted by the inner circles of Academia at an Ivy League (as if).
Her Oneness seems to have now locked her precious library of rare books (all collected within the last 2 years! and never opened.) fearing that we might steal something, ugh, but of course I have spare keys (duh). Not that I would ever do such a thing and it is insulting she would actually think so, but her entire being and existence is insulting. She is certainly not the brightest bulb on the tree even at the best of times so what can I say.
Cheers, here's to new beginnings!
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