So, next weekend, after 6.5 years in Jersey City, I am moving into money-makin-Manhattan! Got in on a friends rent-stabilized apt that he has had for 11years! Going from "zone-in-transition, get guns stuck in your face by 15 year olds" Jersey to one of the most desirable "Sex & The City" zip codes in Manhattan. Paying more for less space, but for a Manhattan apt, living by myself in a 1 bdrm it is the deal of the century. 15 minute walk to work, $5 cab from just about any club/bar I would go to. I fucking hate moving, but I am really stoked about the change of residence this time.

I'm bored... anyone out there want to go get a get dressed up in 80s looking space suits, obtain high powered lazer (the kind terrorists are using to down planes) and see if we can find where The Strokes live and temporarily blind the fuck out of them? If the cop come, we can just say we are from the future and we are doing this to save humanity. Umm, yeah....

I'm not a big fan of the journal thing... I usually just write something weird that's really funny to me and no one else really gets... I'm considering growing a moustache, just for kicks... I'd probably look stupid and/or creepy, but man... it would be worth the laugh I would get every morning when I looked in the mirror... ya think?