Found out Friday afternoon that my weekend was going to look something like this:
Subway to Grand Central. Hop train to CT. Get picked up at station. Stop at Target for cat litter. Pick up SUV and get it detailed and gassed. Drive to NYC. Drop off cat litter, pick up stenchified rug. Drive all night to the Eastern shore of MD. Arrive 2am. Turn clocks back. Sleep. Arise. Eat eleventy pieces of bacon. (I am not a Jew.) Return stenchified rug to Target, and in the process explain my incredibly chaotic but wonderful move to NY in answer to the question, "You live in NY but you bought the rug here?" Return SUV to its rightful owners. Hitch ride to Metro. Walk to bus stop. Arrive in NYC 10pm.
*Anyway, if you are one of the friends, please continue to keep this anonymous until I decide it's not. Thx. Oh, and some of you have yet to come up with clever pseudonyms.
i'm a white writer. in new york. original, no? i've been blogging since october 2002. this blog picks up in october 2008, when i moved from DC to NY...(and then I moved to Maine in 2012)