This year- Day one hundred and thirty five. (wallet)
2009-11-10/11:45 p.m.

Just when you think a year totally sucks and can't get any worse, someone goes and steals your wallet to show you just how wrong you are.

So yeah, I don't have a wallet. It's pretty neat to have no money and no access to money and no monthly unlimited metrocard that I bought yesterday and no photo ID and no social security card that I signed when I was 4 years old.

I have given up on everything. I feel hollow.

I am aware there are a few more things that can go wrong and now I am probably tempting fate and those will go next.


A note I found in a drawer.
The Extra Lens and Adultery.
Books are beautiful.
Ira Glass made me feel better about things.
Something that happened yesterday.