so, i recently lost my job. which isn't really a bad thing because it gives the opportunity to explore the nooks and crannies of this wonderful place called gotham city. however, i have yet to find any real fun places. i mean a lot of the dive bars i used to frequent have become so trendy that every abercrombie and fitch wearing college kid has claimed as their own. i usually wouldn't mind, but, with them comes along a certain ego and attitude.
there once was this place called "cheap shots" which literally was a hole-in-the-wall bar near st.marks (8th and 1st) which was an amazing place to go with your buddies to grab a beer and skate after. but now you can't even get in the door. does this piss me off? yes. why? because i feel as if my sanctuary has been compromised. i know that might sound selfish, but, i can't help it. it's like finding your own fountain of youth and then someone blabbing about it. i mean i am happy for the owners because with what's going on in the world today at least they're making some money, but, at what cost?
next after i lost my job was the girlfriend. i am not going to go into details because, well, frankly i am over it. but i will say - she was a bad girl...
right after that, almost like a domino effect was the apartment. damn when it rains it pours. my landlord asked me to leave because i was too noisy. bah. i was the ideal tenant. i would even tip toe around my place so as not to make too much noise very my german neighbors who apparently have the worlds most acute hearing. are they still pissed off about the whole war thing? lars one time asked me at 11:30pm , on my birthday of all days and a friday no less, if my friends and i were going to call it quits. he even acknowledged the fact that it was my b-day. man, some people.
so now - i have no job, no girlfriend, actually, fiancee, no place to live, and no watering hole to drown myself. but i do have the worlds best city to help me realize that life ain't so bad.
there once was this place called "cheap shots" which literally was a hole-in-the-wall bar near st.marks (8th and 1st) which was an amazing place to go with your buddies to grab a beer and skate after. but now you can't even get in the door. does this piss me off? yes. why? because i feel as if my sanctuary has been compromised. i know that might sound selfish, but, i can't help it. it's like finding your own fountain of youth and then someone blabbing about it. i mean i am happy for the owners because with what's going on in the world today at least they're making some money, but, at what cost?
next after i lost my job was the girlfriend. i am not going to go into details because, well, frankly i am over it. but i will say - she was a bad girl...
right after that, almost like a domino effect was the apartment. damn when it rains it pours. my landlord asked me to leave because i was too noisy. bah. i was the ideal tenant. i would even tip toe around my place so as not to make too much noise very my german neighbors who apparently have the worlds most acute hearing. are they still pissed off about the whole war thing? lars one time asked me at 11:30pm , on my birthday of all days and a friday no less, if my friends and i were going to call it quits. he even acknowledged the fact that it was my b-day. man, some people.
so now - i have no job, no girlfriend, actually, fiancee, no place to live, and no watering hole to drown myself. but i do have the worlds best city to help me realize that life ain't so bad.