Siddity in the City

1. Your uncle dies over the weekend and you don’t shed a tear, though you feel for your mother’s suffering.
2. You find out your mother has inadvertently donated your favorite vintage wool coat to unknown parties, and you shout “WHY!” and weep openly (though briefly) at your desk.
I’m going to Hell. At least I won’t […]

110 (awkward, delightful, musically talented) teenagers, 43 Peter Pan bus-traveling hours, 8 theme parks, 7 days (most a good 14 hours in duration), 5 roller coasters, 4 arguments, 3 hotel rooms, 2 verboten 375 ml bottles of hooch and one broken toe later, I’m back from Florida.
I want my bed, the last of the […]

I could have heeded any of a number of signs, beginning with the phonecall to the monosyllabic, depressive landlord:
“Hello? Mr. Mal?”
*Sigh* “Yes.”
“I’m calling about the $850 Queens studio. Is that still available?”
*Groan, sigh* “Yes.”
“Can I come see it tomorrow?”
*Pause. Heaving sigh.* “Yes.”
I wakened to dark skies, downpours, and sodden earth. I got a solo seat […]

Girl at ATM #1: “God, I need that fucking check. My mom’s being such a bitch. Doesn’t she understand I’m a big girl with bills to pay?”
Girl at ATM #2: “Um, yeah, that she pays for.”
Girl #1: “Well, at least I’m doing an internship, she has to give me credit for that.”
***
Speaks for itself, dunnit? […]

New lurve: Amos Lee.
Even though he looks like a…well, I dunno, really. Like a songwriter, frankly.
Hmph.
*rushing off to trade in useless# Sims2 expansions for Amos Lee albums.*
#Useless, because laptop died last week. No operating system to be found. What’s th’s at you say? Recovery disk? Yes, well, that is how I got the black […]