Sands Point
Tonight I'm going to CBGB's and even though it's going to be fun, I can promise that I'm going to be thinking, "oh my god, so-and-so would love that..." the whole time. Regardless, I'm going to be there, and I need a Friday night out!
A woman that I met who's from near where I grew up called me today. She's a pastor's wife, and though I didn't like the church, I loved the people (big U2 fans... mentioned it fromt he pulpit), and they invited me to their house tomorrow night. They're close to my age -- a few years older -- but at least they aren't the godless, bitter, synical, suspicious, and aggressive types I find everywhere up here. I'm lookig forward to that; no risk of meeting Italians.
I have to go to the deli now; the butcher told me he would reserve his beef-stock for me (cooking terms, ya'll, for people who cook).
Everytime my phone rings and it's not for me my hands go numb.