All is Well With the World Again

I have Internet access at home. Unfortunately, I have decided to sacrifice my nutritional well-being in order to surf the cyber seas from the comfort of my own bed. There are some things in life that are just more important, and I feel the need to be connected at all times. There isn't even an on/off button for the modem.

My next purchase will be the Apple AirPort Extreme Base Station, which will allow me to access the Internet from my roof, without being connected to wires. This is all so exciting for me. I am slowly coming to terms with the guilt I have been feeling over not having a day job. This U.S. work ethic has made it hard for me to be satisfied with only reading and writing.

I went to the temp agency, which I've mentioned. Although the woman wasn't convinced I was a woman (a gender story that is funny but not nearly as interesting as my others), I thought I made a good impression. I mean, I type fast and everything. I called the next day and there was no work. I called the day after and left a message. She didn't call back. And yesterday? Well, it slipped my mind. I'll call again next week.

But I gotta say, I am in NYC, but because of school, I have not had a chance to really get to know the city. So this is what I'll be doing: Central Park, Chelsea Piers, galleries, museums, stoop sales, and a stable diet of oatmeal is what I'm looking at for the summer. Also, and most significant of all, I will read and write. Since school ended, I have read three books and am on page seven of a short story. I'll begin book #4 tomorrow most likely and will continue the story. Maybe. I may ditch the story for lack of inspiration, in which case I'll just think of another one. So this is my plan for the summer. We'll see how long it lasts. Another good thing about the summer is that I'm having a couple of visitors: one for me, especially, and the other for my apartment. Mary C. will hit town at the end of June for a few days and I'm really excited about that. And some of you may remember Stephanie. She's paying my roommate and I a couple of hundred dollars to crash on the couch we don't quite have yet for two months. It'll be nice to catch up. I went to a birthday gathering this evening. It was fun. I was schooled in the art of salsa and merengue. I hate salsa. I can't do it. I couldn't do it when I had a short lesson a couple of years ago and I can't do it now. Merengue is another story, though. That's nice and easy and lots of fun. I was supposed to go to Ginger's, which is a dyke bar a couple of stops from me. I didn't make it, though. I'm going tomorrow night instead. By the way, there is really no interesting drama to speak of from the other night. I was bored listening to the story, so I won't waste your time. The meeting was cool. The format seems corny at first blush but it does get the group talking and you tend to find out some interesting stuff about one another and about what others are thinking. One of the questions was What do you find most attractive about yourself? I said "my glasses." I got laughs, which is what I was going for. GO SPURS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!