Just sitting at work right now. An interesting party is going on below me in the vault. It's a party for P.S. 122's theatre department. lots of good ole tunes and the deejay is wearing a smoking jacket. Everyone is doing twist-like motions and some are highly libidinous. I'm bored still. I've been trying to figure out or conjure some magical way to bring fun and fullfilment back into my life. I have yet to feel as complete as I once did when I was deejaying and or hosting open mics. But alas, I must eat. So I work. I'm not complaining Just putting my emotions in order so I can get back to being the jovial man I once was. 
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i puked in the bathroom that night. but i made it to the bathroom. that's what counts.