Current location:	1993 in my head
Current mood:	melancholy
Entry tags:	cornell, long walk home, new york city, nyc, pescatarians, single life

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Friday, meet up with WM and Paolo for a party at Duvet. Not my scene. We bounce and meet up with Elle and company for some rum and beer at Reservoir. Meet a girlie who thinks I look too young. I tell her I'm not.

On the subway going up, I bump into three lovely young German women, smile and say, Hallo, habe ich ein Witz fuer euch - ein Typ...usw, usw, usw...

Saturday, see the girl that I thought was the Ship in the Night Girl who says the above. We chat from midnight to four again before I put her in a cab and take the long walk home, just for old times sake. Walking home I think of something: this girl has green eyes. The SING had green eyes. I think. You see I've forgotten if they're green or they're blue.

Sunday, meet up with Rain downtown to do a month's worth of laundry. He makes me stand on a plank of wood he's cutting with a powersaw as my whites hit the rinse cycle. Later that night, attend Cappy's wedding an upscale midtown Greek restaurant. I see friends I've not seen in 15 years. They ask me how I am and I lie and say I'm fine.

Outside, take a picture of the attractive hostess who looks up at the sky and tell her that I won't take her number but I'll give her mine. She smiles and says that very gentlemanly. It's my turn to laugh as I hand her my card. Of course, she's 21, but not, however, a pescatarian.

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