Woke up yesterday with my tail wagging and a smile on my face.
I know, I know… most people can’t get used to the idea of me being happy, but don’t fret… I’m sure it’s temporary.
Yesterday was the last day of the first phase of my training at the new job. No more 5am wake-ups. Next week I start at 8pm, and work overnight. That’s something I’m much more acclimated to, but at the same time, I’m going to be the new guy again, with a new round of introductions. I’m sure the anxiety rate will be high again come Monday.
I left work at 4 and bolted up the NJ Turnpike anticipating another great evening at the Bay Ridge Summer Stroll. Last week was great, despite the heat and humidity. Despite the lack of crowds, I had a get night; sold … Read More »
Good evening folks, it’s great to be back.
As you already know, I’ve started a new journey in my professional life, and after two weeks I’m happy with my decision. I’ve worked harder in the last two weeks than I have in a long time, but at the same time, I’ve received more compliments and accolades than I experienced in the entire 5 years at my last stop. I know that you’re not supposed to trash your ex-girlfriends… but what a twat she was…
It’s been an adventure waking up at 5am each morning, and it breaks my heart to have to pay a toll for MY bridge every day, but overall, I’m happy. The hard part is going to bed every night at 10pm and trying to get 7 hours of sleep. Usually, it’s.. Ok… I’ll go in at 10:15.
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If you have cats, you don’t need an alarm. They wake you up every 15 minutes.
It’s way more fun to go to bed at 5:30am, than it is to wake up at 5:30am.
Taking a shower at 6am in 90 degree weather is a pleasant experience. Not sure if I want to do it in February.
If you happen to be a large, middle-age man, you will not be able to close that top button on a humid day. I almost choked myself to death.
I may not look as good on the beach anymore, but put me in a shirt and tie with jeans… and I’m fucking HOT!
The South Ferry station on the 1 train may be the hottest place on earth. If you stood there for more than 15 minutes. You might pass out.
If you’re looking sharp in your jeans and … Read More »
She pranced across the hot sand, her delicate feet barely touching ground. From behind her sunglasses, I could see that she was glancing at me. She was 21, maybe 22, and her supple skin had been lovingly kissed by the sun, turning it a deep, dark brown. She licked her lips before smiling, and beckoning for me to come over to her blanket.
Or did she?
No, of course she didn’t. She was a lifeguard with a potty mouth that made me want to scold her and send her to her room, but instead I made her a princess, cause that’s what I do. For some reason, the beach brings out the creative impulses. For some reason, the beach late in the afternoon, when the crowds have gone and the sun is setting, brings out the creativity AND the melancholia. This is … Read More »