is it a testament to new york, or to our famed hospitality, that gramercy tavern is brimming with jews

eating subpar pizza at 4 in the morning off container store lids, in bed, with a friend and taco bell sauce accoutrements = fun

eating subpar turkish food at 4 in the afternoon out of the box, in bed, alone with spicy hummus = sad

a lot can happen in one day

theres nothing quite like watching your glove pool with blood as you shuck oysters.

im fucking terrible at this.

germany was nice.

ive moved again.

im living in brooklyn now.

my job is tedious. but i suppose this is what i asked for right.

being an overly complicated person has made it difficult for me to be presented with any serious offers to make me a full time lady of leisure.