;# New York.
11:13 PM ;# April 01, 2004

Wow. I finally am here. I swear to Goddess, this isn't a joke. I'm in the Mariot. With Pat. It's about 11. *checks* 11:15. I don't know what to say. Well, for those who don't notice,

I'm in New York.

It's stormy, the nightlife is well. Pat is sleeping, and I'm about to take [another] walk, amazing myself. I can't believe I'm here. We haven't called Mum yet.

Bet she doesn't care.

We're heading to Broadway tomorrow. We're going to find a cheap show. The Producers isn't playing anymore, when I last saw it. [Yea, I went to New York Late 2001. It was playing, we saw it, and I haven't noticed I loved it so much till now.] Speaking of the Producers, I bought the old one the 31st, at Best Buy.

Yea. Well, All I have to say. Peace.

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