labrujah

I finally have the internet at my house. Watch out, kids. Saucy dwellings photos to come when I take a break from scrubbing mouse turds off the shelves.

All my friends are going out of town except for Paul who is coming into town, thank God, since I don't have a VCR cable yet so all I can do for fun is like sponge paint the bathroom and rearrange my giant box of cassette tapes.

I am totally a hermit, I don't think I've stayed in this many days in a row since I was 11 years old or something. Why, because I am avoiding all you people. No, that's only partly true. It just seems too much effort, to think of somewhere to go, and to go there, and be excited or whatever. This is also why I didn't go to the top of Eiffel Tower when I was in Paris: it seemed like too much trouble. I was happy to sit on the ground by it and eat my baguette avec chocolat.

This is why I need others to motivate me with enthusiasm, otherwise I end up at home in PJs with the cassette tapes.

Ok bye I'm going to a piano bar in the W. Village which I am actually excited about, for once.