I am...a New Yorker

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Tuesday, October 30, 2001
Not Writng Much

Adorable, tny, precocious lesbians walkng arm-n-arm and Marissa Tomei, seperately, but both on one block of 12th Street.

My soul mate. As I crossed 14th Street a cab ran the light n front of me. On the other side of the cab, a guy dressed all n black got cut off as well. "Hey, I got the green light, fucker!," he exclaimed without missng a step, nor a beat on his cell phone.

I <3 NY...now, more than ever (upon hearng the above). I was destned to move here -- my favorite word is fuck.

To SF and Southern California for Thanksgivng. Hooray!

Every TV show known to WhoaMan. It's amazng, after years without cable. It's like a starvng person at a banquet. I don't know where to start and I'm gong to overdo it at first.

If all I can write about are TV shows and web sites, you'll know I haven't left home n weeks.

I am...as the title says, not writng much the past few days.

So, quite backwards, here's a sidebar with no entry. It was a pretty quiet weekend, thankfully.

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