Sunday 2:00 am until Monday 2:00 am

First the Padres lost. They are were so incredibly average this year it was really amazing. No matter how close they got they always seemed to shoot themselves in the foot and screw it up somehow. They were always Charlie Brown running up to the football held up by the rest of the league, who then just lifted it up just as the Pads were about to kick it. We'll be better next year, hopefully. That's hopefully.

I woke up and hung out with Linda and her roommate Andrea. They are a fun bunch. We talked books, college, movies, philosophy, travel, new york, boston, girls, baseball, EVERYTHING. Oy so fun. Whats funny is to me it looks like they live real lives whereas I am just in college. But they seem to think that they still aren't in the real world. I'm starting to think that the real world doesn't exist.

I then went to an art gallery opening in this super shitty part of Brooklyn. It was in these apartments that were really amazing, but of course nobody will buy them because of the neighborhood. Twice people from the apartments started talking to me and asked me if I was interested in purchasing. I said no, bread is currently out of my price range so I think i must wait on buying an apartment. But then i realised that in not that long a time i will have to purchase a piece of land, so to speak. Scary, man. I live in my parents home! I don't even have to pay rent. But i can't walk around naked in the house.

Eeuwwh.

So then we got back and I hopped on the subway to go to the upper west side. Apparantly Sunday is confuse-the-out-of-towner day on the subway, so instead of taking the 3 to 96th and then the 1 to 116th i took the 2 to bowling green, the 5 to 96th and the 1 to 116th. not so bad, but the subways are loud and scary.

On the way I met Hava. This is teriffically random (did i spell that word right?), as i totally forgot she lived in the city and forgot her name temporarily and couldn't believe i would have this luck to be totally befuddled on the subway system and see a familiar face to help me out. Thank _____ (wink)! That was fun, we talked encinitas on the subway and about her studies, etc, amazing how in a city of 9.2 bzillion people i saw someone i worked at summer camp with. Hm.

Pretty full day, huh?

No.

I dropped my bags off at Vladimir's apartment (his bedroom for himself is as big as my entire room for 2 people. gnar gnar sauce). So i had an apple, even though i dont like apples, because i'm on vacation, and we walked to the subway and had indian food in the east village (i feel cool saying that). it was fuckin fantastic (though anything tastes good after 18 chicken and cheese subs with fries a week), and he took the bill, which was unnecessarily kind of him, considering he's already giving me room and tour guide (himself). We took the Staten Island ferry, and saw a foggy view of the city which was so beautiful, it looked mythical and gotham-esque. We talked about books and life and college and how he met people at harvard i had only dreamed about even looking at.

After the ferry we booked on over to Times Square, which, if you don't like bright lights and buildings that go up to the stratosphere, i don't suggest you go to. it was really quite incredible, and not only because they have a multi-story applebee's, but that it was absolutely full at a completely random time of the week. i took pictures and felt touristy.

So then we went to the grocery store and freakin bought some shit. Then I came back.

Done?

NO

I had a conversation for 2 and a bit hours. it was really quite wonderous. I felt like i talked too much, and i dont like it when people talk too much, so i hope i didn't talk too much. to = too = two. english sucks.

and now where am I? im not really sure, but it's not home, but maybe i have a new home bc when i thought about relaxing after this trip i pictured my bed in my room at trinity. funny how these things work.

Oh, and it's a little chilly. Keep it chilly. lay out.

"Holy shit"
- Discoverer of Grand Canyon



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