I always seem to gain a small amount of perspective when I visit the Big Apple. While there are hundreds of appealing idiosyncracies that make NYC distinctive, this weekend reinforced that I could never live there. I just can't bring myself to deal with how exhausting it is to get where you want to and see who you want to. A forty-five minute subway ride from Brooklyn to Manhattan just seems excessive. I did get to reconnect with a bunch of college friends. I also missed a bunch of people who were either out of town or busy. That's the problem, everything is too busy in New York. The cold weather doesn't help either. People race around clenching their teeth and avoiding eye contact. Saturday night I went to celebrate Jocelyn's birthday at Absolutely 4th. A typical club scene awaited and while there were plenty of attractive women and strong drinks flowing, there were a lot of people and the noise was oppressive. I didn't know anyone except the birthday girl and the three friends I arrived with. I had gotten stoned for the first time in a few months before I went over so I was not in any capacity to meet new people.
I am now back in New Jersey sitting in my father's bachelor pad. I stopped at a comic book store in the city when I was hanging out with Sarah and picked up the graphic novel "V for Vendetta." I can't wait to dive into it because it was written by a pure genius, Alan Moore and there is a movie coming out that adapts it. Once I read more, I'll update y'all on my opinion. I generally want to begin reading more. It's been a while since a read a good book. I choose not to read in spurts because I when I find a novel I enjoy, I devour it. Thus, vacations always present perfect opportunities to get some serious reading done.
Not much else to discuss except I can't seem to figure out my sister's newest infatuation with drunk dialing me. It's happened three times in the last month. While I find it mildly entertaining, it tends to leave me a bit concerned. Her latest communication included a picture message that was received two nights ago. Although it's tough to make out, I'm pretty sure it is a naked picture of one of her guy friends. There are many questions lingering around the purpose and subject matter of the message. I have yet to talk to her about it.
Now that I'm back in Jersey I plan on trying to be reliable in my posts, but no guarante
