Seen yesterday: an eight-year-old boy running around the park, chasing pigeons with a handheld electric drill and screaming, "Are you bitches messing with me??"
Also seen yesterday: A freaking huge one-bedroom apartment. Check it. The last three pictures are from the version with a terrace and an abysmally old stove, and all the rest are from the one on the 19th floor and a view of Manhattan. I should probably be more enthusiastic about this place, but it's really hard to be excited about moving somewhere when it means I have to leave behind the place I live in now. I fucking love the place I live in now. Cue sad violins.
Will be seen today: A nice long line outside the Apple Store in Soho. I'll be in that line, waiting to buy my freshly-minted copy of Tiger! Tigertigertigertiger GRRR!! And hopefully they'll have some secret Mystery Bags I can buy. I like Mystery Bags.
Also will be seen today: Eccentrica Gallumbits, the triple-breasted whore of Eroticon 6!! In preparation, I'm spending my day listening to the original BBC Radio series (while, of course, also being quite productive and efficient in my work). I have 18 years of anticipation to reward, 16 tickets to pick up at the Ziegfeld Theater, 15 friends to meet up with, 2 hours of movie to see, and I'm so excited I can scarcely blink, eeee eeeee eeeeeeeeeeeee!!
Additionally, check out some random snaps from the past few months. I particularly like the pictures where I'm cleaning up after the dead body.