2nd Night in Harlem
It's my second night in Harlem at Sari's. I'm in a weird position wherein I am so appreciative of Sari's hospitality, but she's been not only inundating me with sci-fi and fantasy movie and television clips, but she turns toward me and repeats everything she finds funny and then won't stop talking. She's also been talking nonstop about her ex-boyfriends, her current boyfriend, all these guys who love her, how she can't have guy friends, and how popular she was in high school. Now she's playing standup on itunes of this comedian who is one of those "make fun of everyone" comics who says really inappropriate and offensive things. I'm so tired. But I don't want to be an ungrateful host. I just want my home back.