Yesterday's post just came out of the blue. I had a bad morning trying to get ready and then I couldn't find any pants that DIDN'T need ironing. As I was flipping through the closet, I saw that the only pair that didn't require ironing also didn't fit. It totally messed me up for the rest of the day. I think I need a bigger closet too.

I hope the day, never mind the week, ends soon. I need a rest. Tonight, I'm going to skip the meetup and go straight home. I need to rest.

This is a bit rantish but I'm not sure if it's just me or if anyone else agrees. Does it seem to you that New Yorkers (even poor ones) seem to be or pretend to be (not sure which one) more refined than the rest of the universe?