It's been a while
I moved into a new place in Queens. I like it so far, easy commute and I can always smell something that the neighbors are cooking. As I look out the window from my shower, I get the bacon and fried things cooking each morning. As I leave the apartment and go into the hallway it's the garlic. When I come home each night I can tell that there are Indian people living here with me. I like Queens and should make friends with my co-tenants. It smells good.
KCRW in the NY Times magazine today. Listen to this radio station. I'm finally getting an ipod so I can load podcasts.
Tired of my restaurant, but I like talking to the customers calling in for reservations. I'm like an advisor in a mini-therapy session. I've been told that people here in the city will look for any way to discuss their neurosis. I like to listen b/c it makes me happier about my situation. Right now I'm dealing mostly with problems of logistics, romance and clothing choices. Is there anything else really?
"Drinking the man's penny."
KCRW in the NY Times magazine today. Listen to this radio station. I'm finally getting an ipod so I can load podcasts.
Tired of my restaurant, but I like talking to the customers calling in for reservations. I'm like an advisor in a mini-therapy session. I've been told that people here in the city will look for any way to discuss their neurosis. I like to listen b/c it makes me happier about my situation. Right now I'm dealing mostly with problems of logistics, romance and clothing choices. Is there anything else really?
"Drinking the man's penny."