Summer's Gone a Summer Song

Summer's Gone a Summer Song

It's the night before classes begin and insead of being a good little organizer I sit noodling about on the computer whilst sipping zinfandel, listening to Calexico, and thinking about random things such as Yahtzee and trips to Queens. This summer? Altogether better. Beats the hell out moving (yes we're no longer moving, issues with asshold neighbor at a detente). Less financially thin although thinner than I would have liked. Sangria, the Met, trips to Park Slope, pedicures and shiny sandals. New music, new people. New York is conquerable and I am on my way.