i need a drink

i find that i can't seem to stay awake in the city that never sleeps.

with the random urges to go clubbing (which are rare enough to begin with), the need to show up for someone's party, or the occasional crime scene visits, i now struggle to stay standing at 2am. i'm supposed to be at my peak and all i do is work, pay the bills, do chores, and play pool sometimes (yes, i now know how to play pool). in fact, apart from leaving park on saturday at 2am on a bottle and a half of heineken, most of this past weekend was spent playing pool. two hours on friday night was spent playing at lucky strikes on 42nd and 12th. another hour and a half or so after that was spent at the soup dumplings restaurant in cliffside park. pretty much was in bed before the stroke of midnight. ON A FRIDAY. sunday was spent writing checks to pay off bills, checking emails side-by-side with el, and making dinner.

i've become so domesticated. and yet, strangely, i think i like it.

you know what that means?

uhhhm... hmm... errr...

ok, i take it back. let's not go there now, shall we? methinks a cosmo is needed. :-p