Day 2 NYC enlightenment

So the following day I awake on the hard, uneven futon smothered in the smallest of the smallest love turds Nigel and Gilah. My 'bed' is currently the futon mattress in the living room right in front of the tele. So we all chilled, watched the news/stocks and lounged around. OH I forgot that the day before Graham and I went to get our photograph taken for the ID cards for our complex, but they were closed-which really sucked because I got dressed up so that I would look good in the picture! Gah!

So the next day, mother nature decided to pay me a visit (SORRY I KNOW TMI, RIGHT?) and I felt like wholly crap. So getting ready for the picture was completely out of the question. We walked over and got the photos taken and walked back. Graham went to work and Mandie and I went off to Union Square to meet the printer guy. So we live on 23rd and 1st ave. We walked to 17th and 4th ave. The guy, Michael, was pretty chill. We exchanged goods and he told me about where I could look around for NEW mattresses. Rule of thumb: NEVER BUY USED MATTRESSES. You don't know where they have been and what's been done on them. Bed Bugs are also rather prominent so I hear. I, being the OCD freak that I am, itch and twitch at the mere thought of it.

Then Mandie gets the desire to go grocery shopping so we walk over to Trader Joe's on 14th and 4th Ave. We buy some goodies and took a taxi home. We vegged out, I researched more online and took a vicodin to ease the tearing pain. I started to feel well and became restless so I checked out nearby dollar stores to walk to. Found one on 14th st and B street and walked over. It was in the Alphabet District!

Might I say, it utterly sucked! Now don't get me wrong. It didn't suck because it was a .99c store because I have shopped in many of those places. This place just had nothing and everything at the same time! AND most of their items were NOT .99c! B/S!

So I decided to take a different route home from Alphabet City and that's when good ol' Jack called and gave me this brilliant idea about starting a blog. There's a deli and a grocery store/market just outside and Mandie was craving a cola. We decide to walk over with the little ones and we meet the most typical stereotype Yankee Jew imaginable. Plug your nose and just let the wind come out and occasionally form your lips to the necessary consonants and throw in a little yonkee accent and that's how she sounded. She was awesome, don't get me wrong and I am not demeaning her at all! She was a dog walker/watcher, her name was Joan, she told us about her Peki-poo, a pekingese poodle mix and she told us where she lived-all in about three minutes! Who said New Yorkers were impersonable? Piissshhhh. However, it did suck because the market had a $10 minimum for card and I had to spend more than I originally wanted, but it worked out because I got coffee and gum.

We walked home, drank our pops and watched Graham's television shows all night: West Wing, NCIS, Law & Order, etc.

Oh and I had a mini-convo with John on the phone, but it wasn't long enough! Grr!


P.S. Squirrels are abundant here. I was encircled by a mass and nearly devoured. Okay..so my life wasn't actually threatened whatsoever, but according to my sister they are rabied. Sure they look soft and fuzzy on the outside...until they start foaming at the mouth and slashing you with their pointy fangs and claws! (Mandie calls the black ones the deviled ones)