saturday in may.

When the master of the Finkosphere says: "so get your swimmin trunks on and your Coney island smile and we can get on the Q to clam paradise" It kinda becomes inevitable that your day will include at least some hours on Coney Island, right? WELL, if you're me, then YES. So that's the plan for today.


I will bring my camera and take some photographs!


The plan for the last few days has been a lot of working (which is boring because it takes up a better part of my waking hours) and then afterward spending time with the elusive (now elusive because he's left me for another city) MA. Friday was nice! We ate things and drank things and ate MORE things, but then he had to leave. WAAAAAAH.


in the meanwhile (between now and Coney) i'm going to sip un cafe and read my economist magazine. i already looked for jobs! that was so fun you guys, the fucking funnest. funner than everything. my shorts are short and my thighs are sticking to my plastic chair. GROSS.


This, by the way, is the prelude to PART ONE in a series of 

Exploratory Peregrination in da NYC. 

STAY TUNED YOU FUCKING LOSER. i love you.