So, I went up to the Bronx →[More:]and waited for 40 minutes for the weird but hot chick with the apartment. She didn't show. Then I went to my other appointment for an apt on Riverside and 125th in scenic Harlem. That place is mine if I want it. Then I went to Trish's where we could watch
Dog Day Afternoon (ATTICA! ATTICA!). I check my mail and the crazy myspace thong Bronx chick has sent me several emais saying that she remebered she had to light a candle in synagogue for her father on the one year anniversary of his death and wants to reschedule. I told her to email me. Also, I bought a few comics and had a nice bagel with lox & cream cheese for lunch accompanied by a bloody mary. Right now, I could go for a meatball hero.