Señor Grumblecakes (jervo) wrote,
Señor Grumblecakes

It's a humid, muggy day here in NYC; took a long walk to the Borders at Kips Bay because I had a gift certificate burning a hole in my pocket (thank you, Secretaries Day!) and by the time I got back to the office I was a wee bit moist.

But I did, in fact, go bananas:

1.  The Yiddish Policeman's Union
2.  Tristram Shandy
3.  World War Z
4.  Elliot Smith, "New Moon"

I'm trying to get healthy again, and, as per usual, my body is freaking out.  Yesterday I took a multivitamin and got the jitters for an hour or so, and the last few days my stomach has been out of control.  Not good times.

The dogs have not been helping, either - the last few days they've been waking us up between 4:15 and 4:45 in the morning.  We heard them crying this morning even though we both had earplugs, the windows open and the A/C fan on.  They're so goddamned cute, but this is bullshit.

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