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Daily Aggravations and Regrets
February 24, 2000. Thursday.

    As I've been perusing other journals today, it appears that the weather up and down the east coast has been pretty magnificent. And the weather in New York was no different. It's amazing what a nice balmy day will do to improve your attitude and outlook. I've said it before, if I lived in Alaska or somewhere near the poles, where there are days at a time with no real sunlight, I think I'd shoot myself. Not kill myself, but maybe in the leg or something. Something's got to break up the monotony.
    Anyhow, today was Rodzilla's 23rd Birthday. If you want, you can send her an email wishing her a belated happy birthday. The package I sent her arrived today as well, which was fortunate. She called me when I got back from class today, around 8. It was 2am there, and she was walking back from a bar, and called me from a pay phone. It's nice to be appreciated.
    Jen over at Jet-Set Diva mentioned something about the Grammys in her entry today. to answer her question, yes, it has gotten that bad. I fucking hate that fucking Santana song with that fucking fuck from Matchbox fucking 20. Say, i had an entry about the grammys a year ago. Well, minus a day. I just like finding ways to sneak in that "one year ago" link. By the way, those two go to different days.

    Some observations I've had about New York after 6 months of living here: First of all, although I should have expected it, it still amazes me how fucking rude people are around here. Everywhere, the grocery store, the bookstore, the street, people are just plain assholes for the most part. even people who are paid to be friendly, like retail sales people, always have to cop a fucking attitude, like they're going out of their way to do what they're paid to do. And people walking on the street are no better. Anyhow, it sucks, and it makes me hate the people around here.
    Something else I've been noticing. When I thought of coming to New York, I thought that was something I should do. You know, live in New York for a while, see an important part of the world. You get all these ideas of New York being so cosmopolitan and worldly. but the thing is, most of the people who grew up and live in New York never leave New York. They have no real idea what's going on in the rest of the country. To them, everything happens in the city, or at least in big cities. Everywhere else might as well be dead to them. Even people that come from other parts of the world never really leave the city. it's really weird. It's someplace where everyone who isn't from here wants to come, and everyone who is from here never wants to go anywhere else. Or can't afford to go anywhere else. it just seems odd.
    Speaking of cities, Berry's recent visit got me thinking about DC again, and how much i really hated that place. I mean, there are times when I kind of miss it. Living with Matt in Dupont was cool, cos that was really the city. But living in NoVA kind of sucked. I hate the subway system there, where you pay by how far you go. I always thought that was idiotic. It could cost you a ten dollar round trip in DC to a distance that you could go in NY for 3 bucks. And it's not even really a city. there's something very disconcerting about a supposed city that has no tall buildings. I love parks and the suburbs and wide open spaces, but when I'm in a city, I want to know I'm in a CITY. No tall buildings, no overhead wires. i swear, everytime I stepped foot into DC proper i felt like i was coming down with agoraphobia. As much as NY can suck, it can also be really cool. New York runs the whole 1-10 scale, whereas DC just kind of hovers around 5. One of my favorite Jed quotes describing Berry is that she is "flatlining emotionally." I suppose the same could be said for DC itself. so i guess she picked the right place to live. Not that I hold any ill will toward her. Oh, by the way, here's something funny she did once.

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