Fuck my job

I do not function well in an office. I can get by but it's really getting to me. I am thinking of quitting with or without plans for other work. I have some money saved for survival. I really want to jump in and see if I float. There has to be something out there that will be more rewarding than this gruel.

Goodbye blue Mondays is the illy nosh

I love gbm. The most positively creative place in NYC I've seen so far.

Bloginses

On the train back to bk. Visited Dba ( a bar I always think is called odb). Bought drinks at the library, no yeungling?!? The bartender not serving me had awesome leather. Off to gbm.

iPhone

There will be many misspellings in this blog due to Iphone's auto correct. This is a Psa. (It (the iPhone I'm using) kept trying to have me write PDA, har har)

Parkside Lounge

So I'm here at my local tavern. Well, I moved out a few weeks ago but it's still the alcoholic home base. Anyways, I actually gave my friend this blog address so I feel like I should enter something into the "sphere." There are dudes talking about tv and mend health *correction, yelling*, some girl testing on her blackberry to her friend, and Alex my favorite bartender. Looking back at my old entries, I remember how awful I felt. Well ladies and gents, my attitude towards life is much more bright. I walked the old haunt and felt this amazing positive feeling I haven't had in literally years without chemical enhancement. It's amazing how depression can take a hold of you and make you this monster. I guess it's just a phase and in the big picture I am kicking some ass. I think that's it. Reporting live from Nate's silly life, signing off.