Recovery

I’m still recovering from what may have been the most intensely social weekend of my life. And in New York, being social comes with serious side-effects:

  • bleeding money
  • circadian arrhythmia
  • distance misjudgements (blocks that mysteriously turn into miles)

In other words, I’m broke, tired and sore. If these symptoms persist, I think I’m going to have to discontinue my New York City social life.

July 10, 2002 #
4 comments

3 Comments

  1. i need no name
    Posted July 10, 2002 at 11:52 am | Permalink

    i need no sleep starting now.

  2. Anil
    Posted July 10, 2002 at 2:21 pm | Permalink

    you just have to get over the hump of the first few exhausting weeks. then you get into the groove of being broke and tired all the time.

  3. i need no manners
    Posted July 10, 2002 at 3:53 pm | Permalink

    and the only words you can use, regardless of the time of day or blood alcohol content, are “fuck” and “bitch”.

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