What's with bars and what's with the east village? Becky's right, it makes you never want to leave Brooklyn. Such a ridiculous mix of NYU students and tunnel rats. Not fun. Everyone out on Friday night trying to have fun in the most ridiculous setting. Bars don't have to be the way they are, but they usually are. Especially in Manhattan. A contrived social situation. Especially when it's warm out. I'm not going to any bars this summer. That's that.

I woke up early to make Becky breakfast and get her out of the house. She has to work all weekend. I went back to bed feeling pretty decent and woke up late not knowing what to do with myself. Pretty scared and insecure. I guess it goes like this sometimes. Relentlessly feeling ultimately alone and lost in the world and not knowing what to do with yourself.