Sunday, May 04, 2003
someone found this blog yesterday by googling,
"girl get fucked at the laundromat"
which makes me a little sad. until i remember that the archived post it links to has to do with my plans getting fucked up during the same week the monkey and i play scrabble at the laundromat. heh.
i'm about to leave new york, again. i have stories about the belching lady and the one who referenced my cleavage, but they'll wait. i've got to go catch the matinee of "the pirates of penzance." its utter lack of resemblance to any theatre i have ever seen before is actually quite remarkable.
i feel like airplane jane.
"girl get fucked at the laundromat"
which makes me a little sad. until i remember that the archived post it links to has to do with my plans getting fucked up during the same week the monkey and i play scrabble at the laundromat. heh.
i'm about to leave new york, again. i have stories about the belching lady and the one who referenced my cleavage, but they'll wait. i've got to go catch the matinee of "the pirates of penzance." its utter lack of resemblance to any theatre i have ever seen before is actually quite remarkable.
i feel like airplane jane.
