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27 April So, last night I saw Tracing for the first time in like two months, what with her working 80 hour weeks and all, but now that everything has fallen to shit, she can have dinner with me! I knew that it had been a long time because her hair had grown about a foot since last I saw her. So has mine, for that matter, as I found out yesterday that it was long enough to pull back in a reasonable length ponytail. Which means that I need a haircut. Of course, the problem is that I haven't got a hairdresser in NY (gimme a break, I've only lived here for eighteen years!) and if I am going to have a haircut that needs maintaining, I can't really count on being able to go back to LA often enough. Does anyone have a good hairdresser in NY that charges less than $50 a cut? 'Cause if it's more than $50, I'll expect some extra services, like a manicure or a foot rub or a blowjob or something.
Anyway, Tracing and I had a swell time, though she ended up calling and moving our meeting time back an hour, and then being another half hour late, which meant that I was able to get more work done than I imagined. I can always count on Tracing to be late, and am darn glad of it! We went to a place like four inches from my office that I pass every day and have never walked into, and I'm appalled, because the place was great! I had a grilled cheese sandwich, because I always have a grilled cheese sandwich, but they had feta, so I had that instead of cheddar. Tracing was impressed at my getting something a millimeter different from anything that I have ever had before, but, as I explained to her, feta was how I first discovered grilled cheese with ham and tomato sandwiches, because when I was in Greece that was the only thing that I could stand to eat! I literally ate them three times a day for two weeks. I don't travel well.
Anyway, we talked and chatted and then she conned me out of all of my money using this elaborate scam about them not accepting her credit card and then she didn't have the cash so we went to the bank but entered the wrong PIN so she was locked out, so I had to give her more money! I'll bet she's been planning this since we first met, buttering me up so that I would happily throw money at her. She's like Moses Pray! Of course, that was alot of work for $40, but maybe she has so many scams going that it's okay. Who can fathom the mind of an expert grifter?
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