Last night the boy and I went to look at a place -- well the neighboorhood of the place we'd see on Monday.. and it was so disappointing. Ground floor - fine. Outdoor space - awesome. Huge living area - AWESOME. One window.. and it's the garbage window... no good.
Anyway, to decompress we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge and ate the greatest pizza at Grimaldi's! YUM! We walked back and the city was lit up against the night sky and I heard the old familiar grumble. Starts low and ends low. And sort of percolates. It's not good. Since about 9pm last night and continuing on to tonight I have been running in and out of the boy's toilet. In and out. All day long. He went outside in the bueautiful weather, I stayed here and suffered the percolation. And I can't EAT anything. I eat, I cramp up, and no good. This SUCKS.
Well, I have to go. i'm starting to feel a round coming on.
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