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I think I set myself up. Yesterday, I was feeling rather upbeat and positive, today was the test. Last night Bill actually stayed up and watched Weeds. Well he was watching the Olympics and at 10:00 he switched over to Weeds, which was a bit gross yet funny. And Shane is creepy. Bill was grossed out.

Then it was back to the Olympics, Bill caught what’s his name win another gold medal then he was off to bed, me following not too long after that. Woke up a little before 6:00 this morning, and definitely did not want to get out of bed, but still I mustered and headed into the shower.

I continued with the latest routine of heading out before 7:00. Haven’t seen Casey on the bus the past two days, so I’ve just been reading the New Yorker. Headed across town listening to the Raybeats. I was in a decent mood and got to the office a little before 8:00.

Yesterday the phones were a bit fucked up and today was the same. I left work early yesterday and headed to the NYU Dental School and picked up my X-rays and charts to resubmit to Oxford insurance who denied my initial claim. The phones were working when I left.

I made the phone calls on my cellphone to find out what exactly is going on with the phone system. Luckily the company I work for doesn’t do stock trading, they work in mergers and acquisitions so the phones weren’t interfering with the job, calls could still be made on the phones.

Some drama going on with a former partner of Vivek, the managing director and various visitors were showing up, with me only finding out about a minute before. That was nerve wracking and the phones kept crapping out and causing an adverse effect on access to the internet. I could feel whatever positivity draining from my body.

I got through it though, no blood on my hands. Walked across town, had a Padron and listened to the Raybeats again. Nice bus ride, almost finished with Rip It Up by Simon Reynolds. It’s gotten to the point of New Pop, Culture Club, Flock of Seagulls and Spandau Ballet. Just as well since I have those 2 Alan Bennett books waiting for me. Not to mention the countless books I have collected over the years.

Saw Jeff at Empire Coffee which was pleasant. We both chatted about not going to All Points West and had a laugh at the holding pen for drinkers. The allotment of 5 beers over 10 hours seemed ridiculous. It was also a lot better than the last time I was in Empire Coffee.

I interrupted the workers hanging out and I ordered my usual, Brazilian French Roast. The girl said, Brazilian American Roast? I said no, the Brazilian French Roast. ‘So, 3 pounds of the American Roast?’ This went on for a minute or two. I knew I didn’t have aphasia, she was merely daft.

Good to be home now, but I didn’t exactly get a chance to rest since I got a phone call from the office IP, about having to shut down the system for some tests. I tried calling to no avail and finally gave the go ahead to shut it down so they could do what they had to do.

Should make for an interesting morning I think.

Kooks

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As expected, going back to work after such a grand time on Saturday was dreary. The weather was great and I listened to some tracks that I bought for the wedding but never played. Songs like Never Let me Down Again by Depeche Mode and I Got A Man by Positive K. We rapped along to I Got A Man on the way up in a driving rainstorm.

I bought it not only because it’s a funny song, but Lois had written a song called I Got A Man and I initially thought it was the same song. It wasn’t. Lois’ song was just as funny and fitting the occasion perfectly.

The bus ride was fine, sat and talked with Casey. Great guy. Really a chatty guy too and I’m surprised I could keep up despite the fact that I usually don’t talk to anyone in the morning, on the bus. We chatted about death this morning. His wife’s mother as well as my mother. Who knows what the people crowded around us think of our little chats. A few weeks ago it was political, today was death.

We parted ways at the bus terminal, made some loose plan to have drinks with him and his wife at McSwells someday, and I journeyed across town listening to ‘Heroes’ by David Bowie, another song I could have played at the wedding.

Got to the office, right on time and no one else was in the office. I did my drudgery which I don’t mind since they pay me nicely to do such things. People came in in dribs and drabs and soon I was off running to the bank and returning some audio cables that I bought to DJ with which I didn’t use. Luckily I kept the receipt and was able to get a full refund. Yay!

Another bright and sunny day and me trying to find shadows to walk down the street in. The morning passed and I remembered I was going to have lunch with Christina, my assistant from my Wanker Banker days.

She’s been having a bad year, unemployed and made some bad decisions employment-wise leaving her and her son to live with her mother in the Bronx. She showed up around 1:00 and I actually had lunch outside of the office which I rarely do.

We walked over to Second Avenue and decided on pizza which I really don’t eat as much as I used. Bill was going to order Grimaldi’s last night. They make the best pizza in Hoboken, but they were closed for vacation. A few years ago I would have known that.

Christina and I sat and ate and caught up. I told her to email me her resume and I would do my best to clean it up and make it look better. Working at a few staffing agencies helps with the resume game. A little padding here, the right turn of phrase there. It’s a lot like cruising sans sock in the pants.

The afternoon flew by and I was soon listening to Bowie singing Fame with John Lennon on backing vocals while I enjoyed a Padron. Walked through Bryant Park and saw hundreds of people on the edges of the lawn waiting to be able to stake out a spot to watch Lifeboat by Alfred Hitchcock.

Julio and I tried going to the film series there a few years ago but found it too crowded and I was snubbed by a neckbone giving free stuff away from City Search.com so we left with me grumbling. Never tried to catch another film there again.

And why should I? You have to wait there for three hours for the sun to go down so the movie could begin. And I have better things to do with my time.

Like writing this blog.

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