Tears On Jane Street

No, not really. I just like that title. I don't know why, but it sounds cool to me. Perhaps that will be the first noir book. Hope no one swipes it.

I do love Jane Street. Small and cozy looking apartment buildings (East of Hudson Street, after that there are some newer buildings especially down by the water. Of course, I used to live in one of the earliest of the new buildings in the meat packing district, 95 Horatio Street. When I lived there, nothing was across the street except for some burnt out buildings. Now there are all these nice new hi-rises and you know I hate it. (No, I'm not being a hypocrite here, btw. It was my dad that lived in that apartment, I moved in with him senior year to save money on housing and because he was never there.)

Anyway, back to Jane Street. Also on Jane is the Corner Bistro. I used to love that place. Now it's very crowded and that on top of the fact that I don't imbibe anymore means I'm not there too often. I did run in to use the bathroom about 18 months ago and I hope they have remodeled it. The place does a huge business and there's no reason it should have a toilet that gives the Port Authority a run for its money.

It's Thursday and this is one of those `I haven't posted in awhile so let me throw something out there' posts. Things have been going OK. Still not that into the job but it hasn't been that bad. Still sending the resume around and calling headhunters and kicking tires.

Had an intense group therapy last night. Really wanted a smoke afterwards but knew that wouldn't work. Also really feeling the need for some physical companionship. I think I've seen every clip on You Porn. In fact, I think I've seen every free clip of porn there is to see.

Unfortunately, there is nothing on the horizon. I've been trying unsuccessfully to flirt with an ex or two here and there but there much too wise to go on that ride again. I'm not even sure that is what I really want either.

I do need to start trying to write something. I need to do something. That's where I'm at right now. I have this feeling that I'm supposed to do something. I just don't know what it is I'm supposed to do. It's the same thing with the job stuff. I could probably do lots of things, but I have no idea what it is I want and I also am not sure people know what to do with me.

Hell, I don't even know what to do with me. That's all I got right now.