Duh

I am not too bright sometimes. And if you wanted to see up my nostrils, this is your picture.

I left work this afternoon to go out to the shop where I had my horny car fixed so I could get a note that said my car doesn't have an alarm so I can argue my $195 noise complaint. I didn't take into consideration that it is Friday. The shop was closed because they are Jews and it is Friday. Now that is something that doesn't really happen in California much, but in New York it is often a factor. Oops, and not too bright. But I can probably figure out they won't be there Saturday.

Real estate is a little sluggish for me right now, or maybe it is me that is sluggish.

I wrote the above last night. It feels like it was just last weekend, like the week that passed never happened.

Well, today I should have two appointments, one with some lady and her husband looking for a two bed two bath that sent me five ad links for 88-90 Lex. The problem is that that building is one block away from "the good school district," as she puts it. I am going to try to show it anyway. The other place is a cond-op on 24th and Lex, remember the kid from Long Island carrying his clothes around in a duffel bag? That building. Right now, it is a 1.5 bed but with 2 baths. I hope the kitchen and bathrooms are nice. I have to call the listing broker back and get a firm appointment, though. He called me twice last night, the second time at 9:45!


Later, it's off to Junior's for a birthday party for the lovely and talented Amy Bez. I think hers is the only name I have really used in this "journaling around." Oh well, that is because she is fabulous and the world should know it!

By the way, I think the Hamburger and I are on our way to breaking up. I've now started calling him my ex-boyfriend, in the house, of course. True, technically nothing ever really happened, but in my mind, we've lived a lifetime together, and now it's time for all that to end. Thanks to the girl who draws the truest comics I've ever laid eyes on!