Back...Stay Put. Rent is due, I have no job. I am educated from a prestigious school, my father has done okay for himself, I have two hundred and something in my account, and I have an incredible urge to drink this evening and chat with ladies of easy leisure. I can't I can't I can't!
I see that scene (if you read it) from Saul Bellow's Seize The Day, begging dad for help.
Pathetic. A man this talented wasting away in a small room in a ghetto in Brooklyn.
Pathetic.
But I feel alright.
I see that scene (if you read it) from Saul Bellow's Seize The Day, begging dad for help.
Pathetic. A man this talented wasting away in a small room in a ghetto in Brooklyn.
Pathetic.
But I feel alright.
That's terrible, what happened at the ATM machine. I'm happy you are ok.