New York: day 40

I’ve been looking at a lot of Chart Porn lately. Is this demeaning to charts? It relaxes me, ok?! I’m pretty sure they’re all adult charts…

In school news, I got my first alumna-give-us-money call tonight from Ewe Tea. I told them I couldn’t afford have dinner today, which was a lie. I had an orange. And a slice of stale bread. Dipped in gutter water.

Don’t worry alma mater. One day soon, when I am richer than Jim Carrey, I will make (and eat) these. And then maybe I will send you the change from the dollar coin I procured by panhandling in Brooklyn on Sunday (see previous post).