It's Past My Bed Time

I got off the bus and walked up the hill to the apartment tonight and I could barely keep my mouth closed. Laughs and children's giggles kept spewing out like projectile vomit, all over peoples' really nice lawns and garden gnomes.

Life right now seems perfect. I'm completely in love with Atlantic Records. The team there is amazing and I'm having the best time. I have a 3 legged cat but I took the batteries out because she kept meowing when I'd open and close my cubicle cabinets. I bedazzled my cubicle with black sheets and tons of promotional posters. It feels comfortable. And my printer broke, so it's a real fancy foot-rest.

I saw Wall-e tonight with Amy. It was beyond amazing. I was thoroughly entertained. It's so nice to have a friend or two in NYC. I was all by myself, living above that strip club last August in Times Square. Now I feel groooovy.  I "tripped" getting off the escalators at the movie theatre. Amy was embarrassed with my jesting. I feel bad for NY. It has to deal with my innocent fun. 

I yelled at a guy, "I LIKE PIZZA" instead of watch out when he bumped into me. It worked and was fun to say.

Okay. Bed time. I've got a busy day making movies tomorrow! WOOHOOO

Love and doves for lyfe,

Dylan