A (585) number rings me on my cell earlier this morning. Why is Rochester calling me? Could it be Greg ( Read more... )

I spent the majority of the evening being a complete blithering idiot. Oddly enough, it was sheer bliss. Being called on it was the best part, though.

My self-control needs to take a vacation. Permanently.

Yesterday was... different. I could use more days like yesterday.

Today, I woke up a bit off-kilter, so I gave the gym the finger... and drove over to Bloomingdale for a nice hilly hike:

http://pics.livejournal.com/indignance/gallery/0000h7zbIn one of these pics you can see the silhouette of the Manhattan skyline in the distance. While I was ( Read more... )

Here are those pics of the prostitute shoes I mentioned in a previous post....


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You know what makes me really happy...? Seeing "Starting MS-DOS..." come up on a monitor. The familiar nuances of DOS bring back warm and fuzzy childhood memories of pooting around my old PS/2. Back then, I had a swanky NEC MultiSync 2A monitor to enjoy Wolfenstein on. Good times.

I wasn't looking forward to today. My friend called last night, once again inviting me to come geek out with him at Wired Magazine's Nextfest at Javits Center today. I also had rescheduled food shopping with Babushka to today ( Read more... )

I somehow managed to get to the gym five days this week. On my way home from work early on Friday to go the fifth time before the the beginning of Rosh HaShana, I called my old boss to see about my owed pay. Last year at this time, he pulled me aside and secretly gave me all my past-due pay (the others weren't so lucky.) "Going into the New Year, I ( Read more... )

Has anyone been reading my posts? I'm fucking manic as hell. My writing is better when I'm on a good crazy spell, though ( Read more... )

I'm lazy again. Or tired. I can't tell which. Sometimes I'm so bored, I just start doing calisthenics. In the dim lighting, I can see the sinews of my muscles. It's an interesting way to pass the time ( Read more... )

Got back from Indianapolis this morning. Got to be a drunken asshole to a cute girl. Realized I think too much about women, and that it's suppressing me as a person in general. Had a good time overall, however. Go-karting at 40mph in a full racing suit and helmet was pretty badass... especially sliding sideways through a 270 degree downward ( Read more... )