karma

First, I'm afraid there isn't a Wegmans near KoP that I know of. So I generally have to go to the Reading Terminal Market for decent cheese. It's worth the trip. But I'm always interested in additional options.

These two films are funny, but not sure if they're still playing at the Ritz theaters anymore. The first is about a guy not so different from me (old, fat, no luck with women, but *he* still lives with his mom). The second one is pretty decent romantic comedy about NYC psychiatrists/analysts and some really complicated plot twists to keep things off-balance. I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With, Ira & Abby

So, what's wrong with me? I give my heart away too easily, and I care too goddamn much about the world. It's a sure recipe for unhappiness.