Feb (3… 4… 5?)?

Did I mention I’m in New York now?

Pounding the pavement too, along with the best of them. Woke + shopped + bought enough goods to tide me toward payday (?) Assuming, of course, such a day approaches…

Dreamt Dex Lightmore + I are walking through a market. Shopping for sundries + peripherals. Dex snags a box of dish detergent. On the way to the checkout, I suggest more toilet paper (I had brought just one roll earlier). Dan picks a cloverleaf of four rolls which I then notice is attached by webbing to a MAMMOTH box of the same. The store, like Staples, specializes in discounted industrial amount + sizes. So, Dex drags this box (refrigerator size) to checkout, and the lady pushes the buttons… “7.53”

“7.53?”

I look at the price tag sticker that she has adhered to the surface of the toilet paper (no, on a can of soup…) and it says, “$753.00” AAAAGH. I’m so broke.

So, donned my respectable attire and headed into the madness, down to 5th Ave and 43rd to register for a temp agency for food services which could, according to Levina, employ me as soon as tomorrow if I purchase the necessary uniform (ie, black pants, black jacket…) However… came back to find that JR, in the meantime, had secured me an interview w/his boss where he works in light typing, phone calls, etc. Sounds smooth, easier and maybe even some $$.