So i just woke up on this humid thursday morning, to start my second day of work. I am finally a NYC bike messenger, and my first day really wasn't that bad i am not even sore today but i better not speak too soon. OK, here we go day two, must get going, i don't want to ride over the bridge to go to work!>>>!
wow. i just went on a widget downloading kick and i downloaded the live journal widget so i now i will probably update more often i also got a tis day in history calendar, callwave text message send thing, yoda language converter, a marcel duchamp quote thing, and thats it thus far. i think i need a game yes definately a game.
so this is life in new york, life at 459 keap street. life thats is differenet from everything i have ever known. i sure hope i like it. well i guess i s
there is a blue spot in the grey sky, which only lead me to believe there is still hope. still hope in everything i thought was real, every thing that once was. but for now everything seems to be a little out of place. everything seems to be ther but no existant. what to do? who knows
today is the day i start explaining my life in symbolism.