Manhattan IS the center of the universe.

I have to go into work on a Saturday to finish a mailing.
I hate my life.
But I'd rather have to do that than file for unemployment on a Saturday . . . can you even do that?
I guess it took the Depression of 2009 to get me to realize how lucky I am.
I am grateful for this job indeed.

I want to join a young Italian-Americans of New York club. ahaha. That makes me chuckle . . . as you can see; because I wrote: ahaha.

Blerg.

I'm going to the ballet tonight by myself. This is the first time I will be seeing a ballet in NYC. I am very, very excite! It's George Balanchine and Jerome Robbins choreography including a West Side Story ballet. Mmm. What ever shall I wear?! A bonnet?!

Should I get Netflix or keep mooching from other people?
Speaking of milking people for all they're worth, I have severe reservations and am becoming quite critical of a certain friend who seems to be financially and emotionally dependent on her long-term beau. At first I thought it was jealousy, but upon later reflection, I realized I have always had problems with that kind of situation and have lost friends over it in the past. Afterall, nothing grosses me out more than a non-independent woman. That is my worst fear, y'all. Having to rely on someone else FULLY for support. Ah! No me diga. I refuse to lose this friend over this -I love her too much and do respect her- but it makes me want to punch somebody and THAT needs to change.

96, 000, yo.

I have to go take a shower to clear my sinuses.
Wow, I am HAWT.
DM out!