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Manchester, England

Argh. 98 degrees inside the apartment, says my trusty thermometer. I choose to believe the thermometer. Last night when I wrote it was quite difficult. Couldn’t focus on the keys. Took me a while to get a grip. I was still out of it when Bill came home. I was surprised to see him, he said he told me he was coming home earlier in the day. I forgot, so fried I was. Not that I was caught in flagrante delectico. That happens to other people.

I tried to keep cool with the lights low, he comes home, makes pasta and turns on as many lights as possible. To his credit he bought me a Ben and Jerry’s New York Fudge Brownie pint of ice cream so all was forgiven with but a flick of a switch. We watched the second half of A Hard Day’s Night. Bill thought it was called Ticket to Ride. I corrected him, telling him that he was thinking of Help. He really enjoyed the Ticket To Ride sequence, since it has the music notes on the Alps, a musician to the end.

I was waiting for the documentary on Roman Polanski. It’s been getting a lot of good reviews and as I turned the channel, I saw the opening credits to Hairspray, the musical version. It was cute and I saw it last year with Bill and Billie who was up from DC. I didn’t want to watch it again so I changed the channel again to Deep Impact. Which I had seen before but Bill had never seen it from start to finish. It was enjoyable somewhat each time Elijah Wood was on screen we’d yell out ‘Frodo!’.

When that ended Die Hard 3 came on and Bill was totally revved up for it so I went off to bed and slept a sweaty sleep, despite 2 fans a blowing. The Roman Polanski documentary is on tonight so that’s what I’ll be watching. Went to work this morning, it was 86 degrees, and that felt comfortable, but the nearest star, it’s rays are still quite powerful leaving me to seek sanctuary in the shade.

I had nothing to read, having finished the David Sheff book and the New Yorker. I could only stare out the window and look at all the single passenger cars heading into the tunnel. Such waste. Of course since gas is getting so expensive some people are actually using mass transit making things hot and crowded. I made it to the office, and changed my t shirt.

I called up the insurance company and asked them to explain my bill. They spelled it out, saying that since I had the extractions and the surgery on the same day, instead of getting $600.00 back I’ll be getting $129.00 instead. That sucked as I was planning on using the money towards the next dental appointment which was scheduled for July 2. I called up my dentist and had to cancel that and also ask her to write a letter saying why it was important to have the procedures done on the same day.

Apparently if I had one done on Monday and the other done on Tuesday that would have been alright. My dentist said she would check with her director. And to add a little salt to the wound, the $129.00 check was sent to the school and not to me. Again. They did this last time. If I want to appeal the insurance company’s decision, I have to do it in writing, and that should take about 30 days.

When I asked for the $129.00 check to be resent to me the initial neckbone said it would take 90 days. Then I was told 5 to 10 business days. Fucking assholes. And still no info from my dentist yet. Is this what I get when I go out of the plan and try to save some money? The procedures would cost a lot more if I went to an actual dentist in the plan. The dental school is about half that. Jerk off bastard insurance company.

After that I had errands to walk. Had to go to Saks Fifth Avenue for a director from my office. She’s in Europe and I tried doing it on the phone, but would up going to the store. Snooty but not as bad as I thought it would be and the men’s suits weren’t all that. I also found out and told Juan that we wouldn’t be hiring him for the summer. He was cool about it, he’s collecting unemployment, but I know they’re making a mistake, not but not hiring Juan, but by not hiring anyone at all.

Release Me

Well I haven’t had one in a while but today was just one of those days. Slept a bit later than usual, still at the office only 10 minutes late. Watched Rendition last night. Not that good a movie. I wouldn’t watch it again. Couldn’t be bothered. I’m sure their hearts were in the right place when they were making it, but ultimately there was really nothing worth looking at twice. Peter Saarsgard was the best thing in it. Jake Gyllenhaal was ok. Reese Witherspoon was ok. Meryl Streep, Alan Arkin, ok ok. I wouldn’t even watch it on cable.

Went to sleep after that. Woke up, just dragged my ass out of bed and slowly got my act together. Walked out, it was in the 40 degree range, promised to be warmer and windier later in the day so I gambled and went without my winter coat. I saw plenty of other people preparing for Arctic expeditions, usually it is people who’ve immigrated from warmer climes, but today it seemed like everyone but me bundled up. I was fine, I walk at a fairly good pace which gets my internal engine going nicely. Felt good, bracing winds at my back as I walked towards Grand Central.

There is a weird atmosphere in the office, Moe is not really gone. He’ll come in from time to time, but not really an employee anymore. No official announcement, just hearsay. I had to corner Vivek to get that info. Things are picking up a bit for me work wise. Trying to rent out office space, but no one is spending money on anything these days, and we’re asking for $3000 for a 10′ x 14′ office space, which can also be a drawback Other ads offer whole floors of office space for a little bit more than we’re asking.

At some point today, my self esteem crashed and I wondered if I was a bad person. There was no one to ask really. Bill has his own things going on so I sat with my existential dilemma which actually started a few nights ago as I lay in bed wondering what it was that people saw, when they saw me. That didn’t keep me awake at night, but did crack the door open allowing self doubt to creep in. Still, I got through it somehow. I know I’m not a bad person, but sometimes when I think of things I had done in my past, I really feel horrible. Case in point, I felt bad writing what I wrote yesterday about whats her name. I’ve decided to do my best to drop that burning coal and leave it alone. Move on, as it were.

Jay Leno apologized for what he said. I guess Jeff Whitty got his point across and I was glad to be able to help and show my displeasure towards Jay Leno. I should have done it long ago. If Jay Leno said his favorite color was green, I would have done the same photo anyhow.

Tonight, I decided to treat myself to a couple of slices of pizza. I don’t eat it as much as I used to so I went into a joint run by Albanians, posing as Italians, posing as Sodomites. Sorry, but I couldn’t resist the Marquess of Queensbury aside. 2 slices for $6.00. I balked and spun on my heel and walked out to the sound of the counterman snotty and wishing me a good night. I could get 2 small pies for $10.00. A slice of pizza is cheaper in Manhattan. I guess since the pizzeria is close to Steven’s Tech, and all those kids have some disposable income, they can get away with those prices. So that’s it for today. I’m a good person with a lot on my mind. Grumble grumble.

Raybeats- Jack The Ripper