Food: Why come?
I feel like all I do, every single day, is buy food. Food, food, food. I’m at Trader Joe’s one day. Then two days later, I’m at Safeway. I’m constantly stocking up on snacks and entrees, crudites and fruits, and BAM! It’s gone. It really makes me wish I had a car so I could just load the fuck up on stuff and be done for a month.
I think I’m going to take the J line all the way to its end this weekend. I’ve always wondered where the hell it goes. Thoroughly thrilling plan, isn’t it?
I recently switched, not by choice, from Vivarin to NoDoz, and I don’t recommend. It’s lacking. That is to say, Yes, I’m dozing (off).
The hotel is booked. NYC in T minus 35 days!
