my stomach is sick and my head is sore. a wholly unenjoyable band of balladeers has been playing outside my window, on the corner of the boulevard, for the last two hours (at least). la compania musical has been at it for hours...greeting my arrival from saturday afternoon at the office.

i spent the last 30 minutes up to my ears in bathwater. i am too lazy to go let myself into my sweetheart's house, and already too defeated to cross the street and pick a fight.

you win again, mexicantown. between the roosters at dawn and the mariachi band at nine fourty five, i am bit by bit becoming as crazy as the city i live in.