Bottom of the barrel.

Fine. New York. Just take it. Take every single thing.

Last night I gave up a little. If I had a towel to throw in, it would have been thrown a very long time ago.

It's hard to keep your chin up sometimes when there is no one to look to. I thought a lot last night about the people who live around me. I keep reminding myself that living here, means the people are a lot different. When a car gets stuck usually people help you, but then they might want something in return. New Yorkers expect something in return, while Southerners are different. They do it because it's in there make up.

http://www.cnn.com/2011/US/03/08/northeast.winter.storm/index.html?hpt=T1

Just another day in paradise. And in paradise, I think I'll be able to make it.

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