Friday, July 05, 2002

But hey: I have an airconditioner. A lady (who speaks no English) is coming to my house Saturday to clean. This is a wonderful thing. My kitchen might actually stop being so scary. I will no longer have to carry a cross when I enter it. And I got 3 homies. They came from a vending machine on Bedford Avenue. A homie clown, a homegirl complete with long hair, long nails, and a zoot suit pants, and a homie rapper with a gold chain and a mic. Sometimes it's the little things.

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