Okay, okay ... so I'm a bad blogger, I know, I know. Sorry. Blame it on the jetlag, which I whined about for at least three-four days as I found myself passing out at the oddest hours. Bryan's roommate, a sleep researcher, insists the body can only shift its rhythm an hour each day, and suggested I take melatonin to reset my internal clock. I took it on the third day and I'm not sure if it really did anything. Now I get tired at the early hour of 10:30pm.
The plan to sublet a room in Harlem fell through, so I've been manically checking craigslist for an Inwood summer sublet, making phone calls & visiting places lately. I think I've found a pretty nice, big 1BR apartment for cheaper than my Westchester place last summer, plus I get to live in Manhattan with a reasonably quick commute to work.
Being back in NJ is a bit disconcerting. While walking with Sophie down the streets of my picturesque tree-lined suburb, we both couldn't help remarking how foreign it felt, like walking through a movie set -- this one populated by young, smartly-dressed, affluent-looking parents pushing baby strollers. American flags abounded. Sophie couldn't stop gawking at the yellow ribbons tied to trees, poles, buildings ("You mean they really do that, like in the song?"). Worst of all, I couldn't find roast ducks hanging in a single store window.
Last night I dreamt that bugs were crawling in my bed and biting me. When I woke up, the dream had come true -- I found several bug bites on my leg. Freddy Kreuger's spiders?
Posted by cce at May 30, 2003 10:57 PM | TrackBackWhat part of town did you end up getting a new place?
Posted by: Dan at June 1, 2003 01:28 PMSorry about the bugs, Chris. I must have brought them in with me when I watched you eat spaghetti and meatballs. My house is dirty, y'know...the bites should only itch for 5-7 days if they don't get infected.
Posted by: manning at June 3, 2003 12:37 AM