Thursday, Mar. 14, 2002 - 10:09 p.m.
I'm tired. I was on my feet for about twelve hours today. I haven't eaten in nine hours.
And oh yeah, I'm in Brooklyn.
There's a sack of microwave cheeseburgers in the fridge, but the microwave blew up yesterday shortly before my arrival. We had to get delivery from the St. Clair diner...just like when I used to live here.
I got to hang out with Giancarlo last night, which was cool. He's a funny guy. He got really into Celebrity Boxing, although we just felt bad for Barry Williams when he got pummeled by Danny Bonaduce.
I'm going to spend the next three days listening to Greek music. Great.
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