mendacity

so my new trick is to record targeted outgoing messages on my machine when i’m expecting people to call but i’m going out. i am so crafty.

gabe and his friend jason are here, staying in the city for barely 36 hours. seems kind of silly to me, but i’m just the local housing authority. we’re watching the boogie. the boogie is good.

“god only knows what i’d be without you.”

it’s raining interviews! it’s raining jobs!

oh, fucking hell. interview timing sucks.

teneza and i met at the chanel counter inside macy’s saturday night. she is currently sporting what she terms “oprah hair” for her round of interviews today. i was much amused. we headed down to (where else?) new green bo for dinner. the place was packed and we had to wait […]

so much going on, so little energy to blog. i’ll deal with discussion of weekend tomorrow. suffice it to say, having people in from out of town rocks, and the best part is it’s all uphill from here.

this, i must say, is a very foreign feeling.

teneza rules!

back from ct. ben called just before 7p as i was in the middle of macncheese to invite me to go bowling. i hit the 807p train to stamford with minimal baggage and trouble, arrived 851p, hopped in his fine, fine automobile (i really miss driving, like, a lot; what i wouldn’t give […]

apparently i 0wned that shit, because they called three hours later to offer me the job. poverty pay, though (god bless journalism); i asked for more money, and they called back just now to agree. i’ll accept monday, i think, unless something else comes up. now to figure out how to get […]

okay, this time the apocalypse really has arrived.

typical day, fucked around (and got a triple double), went to see the first half of traffik at the museum of television and radio with dave, then we went to new green bo for dinner. shanghai kau fu is fabulous. then home, fucking around all night […]