I've been staying with my sister and her offspring in Long Island since I got back from the wedding Sunday night, acting as the stand-in Man of the House while my brother-in-law is away on business.  This of course is at great inconvenience to myself, given that my Ghettoplex landlord has kindly agreed to tack on a free week to my rented stay as ( Read more... )

Finally caught the Six Feet Under episode that I missed on Sunday-- the show's winding down to the finale, but it's still mass producing enough melodrama to remain interesting.  Damn, I'll miss it when it's over...

So, I finally have a closing date for the big move-- August 5th.  This is when myself, my parents (who are generously co-signing my ( Read more... )

Last night I attended yet another send-off to a departing co-worker, this time at a strange Karaoke bar on Canal St.  Impeccable renditions of tarty-pop ditties and disco standards were delivered by all the queens, and the ironic indy-hipsters tried really hard at statement-making with their takes on New Order, Snoop Dogg and Black Sabbath.  ( Read more... )

Well, I was going to rant about my sister today and how much of a borderline psychotic she's become, but the boiling bubble of rage that's churning inside of me right now is forcing me to discuss a loser kid from my hometown that will henceforth be known only as Scrub, for reasons which I will make clear.

Scrub went to my high school and was also a ( Read more... )

Today, just now practically, the idea for the novel that I talked about awhile ago whacked me in the stomach like a bag of bricks.  I feel physically ill and overwhelmed.  Can I explain this feeling, and why I'm feeling it?  No, not exactly, because I never actually felt this way before.

I think I am terrified to attempt to write this book.  I'm ( Read more... )

My head is swimming with the godly high of that blessed caffeine/nicotine one-two punch.  For all the bad that these substances are doing to my fragile, bloated body... for all the years that are getting lopped off from my lifespan.... there's no denying that that these little buzzing sensations make it all worth it.  God bless Maxwell House, Allah ( Read more... )

I am so angry at that assfuck Richard right now I could strangle him.  He scheduled Alex's bachelor party the same day as my party and told everyone except for me.  Even after I cleared the date with him. And he is just way too busy to even call me back and discuss this. One might think of this as an exaggeration, as an immature reaction, but ( Read more... )

I had a great chicken/rice/seafood dish at a Mexican resturaunt in Commak with Richard & Visha yesterday.  I hadn't seen them in awhile-- there was a little friction at first because apparently Alex's bachelor party was scheduled originally for the same day that I set up the GPP, but hey it's not my fault.   I asked Richard about the dates ahead of ( Read more... )

My co-op contract is ready!!!  Took long enough, but there you have it.  This weekend I'll be signing it, and then things should hopefully move along quite nicely after that.

I sent my Goth Pool Party Evite today; the event is scheduled for July 9.  I invited 43 people.  How do I know 43 people?  I feel odd about this, the event is so close to the ( Read more... )

Fleet Week seems to be over.  This is a fine time in NYC when naval officers and marines dock in the city for the week of Memorial Day (and then a few days extra, it seems), see Broadway shows and get laid.

Two days before Frank's wedding I found myself in a midtown bar with Frank, Meg and Meg's hick boyfriend, and we were right in the thick of ( Read more... )