This was last night as I am only just recovering from the lack of sleep.

Yesterday was my buddy's birthday so we went to our favorite place in NYC.

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Fat cat is a Bar/Pool Hall/Lounge/Jazz club located at 75 Christopher Street in NYC's West Village. The place has some of the BEST jazz I've ever heard and has lots of festivities to do such as shuffle board, scrabble/chess tables, table tennis, and of course billiards and drinks. They don't have liquor so you're going to have to be a beer person to enjoy drinking here but they have a nice selection on tap and a nice price for NYC at $6 a pint. Oh and there is live jazz until four in the morning and it's only a one time $3 cover. It's the best and last night was no exception.

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It's my home away from home.

He's been using me as far as om concerned.Don't forget he's been exorcising resentments from 25 yrs. ago wen I was 15 and put some **** in his sandwich. I mean who didn't put **** in their friends sandwiches for a laugh when they were 15? And if he hates my brother; who btw he hasn't seen since 1991,so much as he said he did in one of those text then why did he coo over it wen my brother sent him an email not long after id got in touch with him again after he'd told me and id passed on to Paul that he didn't want anything to do with Paul. Honestly it was pathetic the way he said 'I've got an email from your Richard'.
I actually accused him of only being friends with me in the hope of meeting my brother again when we were drunk and he said 'your Richard will always be a part of my life...he always has and always will be' and when I brought it up again a year or so later he started renouncing Richard saying he preferred me cause I was a nicer person, say whaaaaaaaa?, and my brother was a **** who had caused him no end of misery but the only reason my brother was a **** to him was by not letting Paul sodomise him whenever he so pleasth and by,the moment he found Pauls diary detailing every instance he'd met my brother since they first met 6 yrs. previously when my brother was only 13 yrs old, Paul was 17 BTW, moving out of the house they were sharing postehaste!

Think I passed 2 more hookers tonight. One was walking along as I was walking into town and I kinda looked at her a bit hard 'cause I didn't have my glasses on and just like looking at women anyway and she seemed to have a look of anger on her face so maybe she was pissed I was looking at her thinking 'is she a whore?'. I thought she wouldn't be 'cause she looked to studenty but on my way back I saw her talking to some guy down a side street barely 20 ft. from where I'd passed her the best pt. of 1/2 hr. ago so...Then I passed another woman who was in her 50's at least and just dismissed her as a hooker but then she was walking back along Thorne rd. which is the red light area and btw the most direct route for me to take into town apart from the bus which I'm not wasting money on, when I was just getting back to where I have to turn off to get to my house so maybe she was just walking up and down looking for buisness.

Did you get a good deal?

I ate a small question mark melting off the translucent ceiling yesterday as I was sailing on a magenta sea in a purple paddle boat. It was pretty groovy.

I must be incredibly naive because I thought red light districts and stuff were a bit of an urban myth. I don't think I have ever seen a hooker.

Visit Montreal.

Haha. Scotland is just too classy for these sort of things.

Gotta be careful wit dem hookers.

Or Amsterdam. It's a little closer to him :laughing:

They're trying to create a red light district here in Toronto, that will apparently be bigger and better than in Montreal. But the people in this city are so uptight about the whole thing. What they don't realize is that we already have "massage parlours" in neighbourhood strip malls, basically brothels operating under cover because they are illegal here.