NEW YORK CITY , new times
So I’ve been living in New York since February and have really been slacking on this whole endeavor.
But the scandals and adventure I meet here every day are so terrifyingly thrilling I’m not sure if I’m fulfilling my life, or watching it unravel.
I spent the night at a man’s house last night and when I woke, took the train back to my place and told my roommate about it she asked a simple and typical question,
‘What was his name?’
to which I replied with all sorts of nonchalance,
‘Oh I don’t know, but he’s in this band PETER AND THE WOLF’
so there’s a great example for you ladies and slutmen ;
if you can’t remember the name of the man you went home with, knowing the name of his band will do just as well.
