Well, after a year of Internet cruising for a date, and kissing a lot of frogs, as they put it, I finally hooked up with one hell of a beautiful girl named Kate.  She's a writer, a filmmaker, a good thinker, and seemed tolerant that I may have had too much wine on our first date.

We actually have a second date, tomorrow, to see a rock show at Warsaw in Greenpoint, if you can believe that, and I'm excited!  Not just, "Oh, a second date, how can I get some action?"  But, "Wow, a second date, now THAT'S action!"  I feel rather privileged to have made her acquaintance, and I find her sexy like, WOW, WHAT A HOT BABY!  And smart!  Rare birds, these ones. 

And unattached, rarer still.  Wish me luck, oh Zaadz list, whatever.

Sunny

Well, this is my first online journal entry, and I will immediately begin by apologizing for the terrible typing errors that will certainly follow, especially whenever I get to blogging and drinking.  Whew!

Today marks my one year anniversary living at the tip top of the Island of Manhattan.  The long commute has been quite terrible most of the time, but it has taught me a little about subway life, and a love for coming above ground that I've never quite kenned to before this move to a Dominican ghetto called Inwood, or, by them, Quisqueyana. 

My plans are to move, but that will require saving a lot of money and not doing the job hopping just to make it lifestyle that allows me the time I need to develop my writing skills.  To say "oh, I'll write in my offtime" is just a lie.  I'm too tired to be creative in my offtime, and I just can't fake it.

So, here's to Quisqueyana, and getting the hell out of it.

Live from Manhattan, Sunny