I'm an awful lot sadder than the tone of this entry
Well, the month has come and gone, and it's already time to pack up and leave. How very, very sad. Although it is a relief that things are always the same here - and things are never the same in New York. But I'll miss my Schmeeds, my parents, and that damn drive home at 3 in the morning, black, with the radio blasting.
The subway pales in comparison.
2005-01-23 | 11:31 p.m.
