Before I leave New York and escape this SARS breeding minefield, I actually ran the risk of eating ground chicken curry (!) at a Lower East Side cab stand, named Chutney. The same night I dreamed I had food poisoning. I wonder if there is a connection.
Wednesday, May 07, 2003
Sunday, May 04, 2003
Thanks to all who have voted in my poll so far, once again this is the link I need a few more votes to be sure....
Floating around and 5 inches above the ground, I feel like I'm getting my toenails stuck in the lining os several alternative worlds, none of which are mine, none of which have the biosphere necessary to support my personal organism. I hope I didn't break anything when passing by, I hope nothing is leaking....
