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Wednesday, May 03, 2006

Hell of a town

So far, my New York experience has been mostly limited to hanging out with my friends when they're not busy and walking EVERYWHERE when they are. My ankles steadily throb at all times. I got a NYPL card, lost the Avenue Q cheap tickets lottery, bought two books at the Strand, read poetry standing up in Bryant Park and poked and prodded at the Tribeca Film Fest schedule until some palatable options for the future emerged.

I've rarely been happier or more relaxed.

Having my laptop with me is lovely because it's made me capable of doing work I haven't had time to do previously; as I said to Stefanie, "Being on vacation means that I get to see people I miss and I only have to do things I care about." By those standards, this has been the perfect trip.

Today, I'm going to wander downtown for a while, then meet up with Em and help her buy things for her apartment. Later, there will be two-buck Chuck, maybe some film-going.

No matter what, it'll be a good time.

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