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  1. Grounded in Little Italy waiting for my glasses. Was crushed that the Ira's didn't work, until I was handed Jarvis's that absolutely did.
  2. @warrenellis, if only I remembered a terrestrial radio that emitted Liz Fraser ever. I'd have already abandoned this planet.
  3. "I suppose the best part of banging hotel management is they know the suspension points on their own chandeliers." http://yfrog.com/15lojj
  4. (And we all sighed. It was the Cocteau Twins.)
  5. The entire brunch table just fell to reverent silence to determine: "Cocteau Twins or the Sundays?"
  6. Adding my first completely random 'famous' person on Facebook because @jomc thinks I have her straight-on gaze.
  7. Traipsing slowly down the emptiest Bowery.
  8. It's that night where you want to play the Supremes three bars in a row.
  9. Fell asleep to the Woody Allen standup album, woke up with my sheet kicked off in wildly unsatisfying approximation of lust.
  10. Nina Simone and the rain beating the roof in -- I always feel guilty leaning on "I Shall Be Released" for something as small as heartache.
  11. Public Media Crush! Listen to @audaciaray on @wnyc's @the_takeaway - Love, Sex, and Governor Sanford: http://bit.ly/3y93Q
  12. Dance party right now to Pulp's "She's A Lady" -- until the 4 train comes anyway. "Come on, come on, I don't wanna try too hard!"
  13. Quick, what's the first literary nonfic book about sex you thought of just now? Extra points for "new journalism," politics, not-erotica.
  14. Hey San Francisco, wish @coreythrace a merry fuckyeahthirties for me. You can start with a martini at Lone Palm and cap it with a kiss.
  15. My body is on strike. Local Arms, Shoulders and Lower Back demand breaks, rubdowns without a copay.
  16. There's no plainer way to say it: thank you, @jimmyjane, for a well-designed orgasm this morning.
  17. Ira Glass reading haiku in my naked ears, a salted caramel chocolate cupcake in bed, a hot Brooklyn night. There: the Birdfeediest tweet.
  18. One project mate faves hardcore photos on my Flickr, another client compliments me on my 'sexy tweets' this weekend. (Way to go legit, MGG!)
  19. A strange boy's phone vibrates across my table -- what passes for romance in the middle of the day!
  20. Smoking my first cigarette with Michael since middle school when we wrote our own SNL scripts, I just fell in love with New York. Finally.