happy anusversary!!!

so-

today marks the one month anniversary of the lovely day when my brave and valiant little ankle and foot was crushed by the freight truck, an evil mignon of the commercial trucking empire. not quite a month. i guess a month, people recognize as the same date in the next month or whatever.

dude. have you seen cash cab? it's dope... i'm watching it right now and i love it-

so anyways. not a month exactly, but 4 weeks ago. to be honest... it sucks. friends have been helpful and family has come, but you know... it's new york. people have their lives to live. and living in new york gives you little time to help others. but isness has been angelic and been helping me almost every day. it's also that i'm a difficult mix. everyone has offered me everything from time and money. i decline because 1) i'm stubborn and proud and don't want people to think i need help and 2) i think most people really care, but don't think that it's fun. i mean i don't blame them. i love people, but it's no trip to the water slide park to go to the hospital and hang out with them for a bit. so usually i decline any sort of help. and then to balance that out i'm also a bitch beause i feel neglected when people don't call or flake or visit. so i guess i'm a bit of a stubborn bitch.

what's more is that it's summer and i'm a summer boy... i do miss it. when i've had to go places, i use the car service because i'm over on avenue d and i love it if the driver doesn't know the city too well because then i get to drive around the city longer and just look at the people. it's that time of year when the whole city is walking around naked and it's hot and sticky and i love it. that's been the worst part this thing.

it feels like i been grounded...