Lighter note � No Sex in the City

I�ll lighten it up for you some today. I just spent, a too brief, twenty-four hours in New York helping a friend decide on an apartment; he had narrowed it down to four over the last few weeks via various phone calls, faxes and emails. We arrived in the city early last evening and proceeded to do nothing but hang with friends, eat Vietnamese food , and at around one thirty we took off for a bar; can�t do that here. I miss being able to take off at one thirty if one desires and go somewhere where there will be a lot of really awake people, drunk maybe but still quite awake, full of themselves and their opinions, and having no intention of calling it a night for some time. Back to the apartment thing: It was quite inconvenient to go into the city for just one day but I have a class to teach tomorrow and also work; I do miss the city though, so I decided to think of it as a mini escape; I also wanted to get my opinion in as to which apartment my friend was going to be living in this year as well as I tend to spend a lot of time with him. There were four choices; it had been narrowed down via many phone calls, faxes and emails and through previous viewings at the end of last year. Two apartments were close to where I lived last year and two were close to where we were staying . I was not interested in looking all day at apartments really as it was humid, and I wanted to meet another friend for lunch so to expedite things I asked him to take me to the largest , coolest apartment first. It was further from school maybe a ten minute walk,( ten minutes further which means fifteen solid walking minutes) but I have to tell you it was awesome for the city at the price he was getting it for. I had seen pictures of the others and knew basically where they were but being that this apartment was twice the size and had an extra bedroom, brick walls and a decent view (well not that great but still I can see lights and the sidewalk across the street). I pronounced it immediately the one; I was really joking and thought we would have to trudge around the city all day looking at the other places but as my luck would have it that was not the case. He took the apartment then and there thus allowing the rest of the day to be spent lunching with friends and visiting a place in the village where I go to buy jeans. The ride home was harrowing and I am just catching my breath but my fingers are addicted to this keyboard so I come here first of course. Hot Notes: As Pia knows I guess everyone can be told. Billy Joel is my older, drunk, loser NYC boyfriend. It was proclaimed as such over a year ago and shall remain so until I change it. Paul Simon was also in contention at one time but BJ won. Sorry Paulie There is a new rule for sarcasm on aim if one would like to review it here at the Wombats place. I try not to talk politics and current events ( lie, lie, lie) too often as I am young and dumb and know nothing and realize no one wants to read it but. (The only part of that which is true is the young and no one wants to read it.) Here is my complaint for the day, late due to the fact that I am just now reading the Post. Homeland Security to be restructured; OK now less then four years ago the horrific event which prompted �Homeland Security� occurred. It would be more economical of our government to do it right the first time and not have to restructure everything less than four years after the fact. Wasteful, Wasteful. NASA- Sorry I don�t give a fuck. Feed the world, make sure everyone has fair and equal opportunities for trade and growth and straighten out the mess you got us into before you worry about sending men into space. Very little has been obtained in direct usable knowledge or theories for executable technology, at least since the Apollo program, from manned space flight yet two thirds of NASA�s budget is spent on it. Unmanned space exploration is all we need at this point in time. We don�t need it, get rid of it. It doesn�t really seem they know what they are doing anyway with all the mishaps over the last few years so yea let the billionaires finance their way into space but use my money and the money of the rest of the country for something more worthwhile. Possibly education, that way by the time we really do need to spend money on manned space flight there will be enough competent aerospace engineers. Sorry but as Cross said at Beyond You and Me in her mini review of moi � things sort of rattle about like a car out-of-control rushing along at a furious, delightful pace. Which is pretty much how I remember 20? Ah, to be 20 again!� So I continue to rattle until my twenty- first birthday and that sweet day is not within viewing distance. My last twenty - four in a nutshell and I am sure you are happy as shit you read this yes? Don't try to save me You may be wrong for all I know But you may be right You may be wrong but you may be right You may be wrong but you may be right