Manhattan

I sneak the odd tram peek. I like reading other people's text messages, too, provided I can do it discreetly. But only when I forget to bring my book.

I stayed at the Chelsea Hotel - the price was reasonable and we had such a damned good time there.

I want one that says ''dead baby on board''. Just to outrage all the new parents in Subarus.

What, no mention of the de-butt? I found this hysterical and worth the price of admission alone. In second place we have Megan Washington's eyeliner.

I rent through NA Fitzroy too. I really dislike my agent, but I did get her to apologise to me in writing last year, and felt smug as fuck about it. Which is not my normal disposition.

I am just starting to suss out the market again after four years, and have to ask - where are all the properties? Why are the houses in my very reasonable price range pieces of shit?

Thank you for your collective analyses,

Min Lokal really is Min Lokal. I've only had their coffees and sweets though. Their baked eggs sound good.

Jilli is working at Redroom on Smith Street. She is still fabulous.

Hangover flashes. Ugh. That should have ended yesterday.

:)

At least someone remembered.

Good day, filter? xx