Just made one of these on a whim. Fear I'll turn out like another one of those losers who just posts his feelings on the Internet. Figure Rorschachy sentence fragments will offset that fate.
Went to Max Brenner's. Great vibe. Dark, with loud music. Good for drowning out stupidity and cloaking physical flaws, as Elizabeth suggested. Nice theory. Sounds odd - but I like to see what I'm eating and hear the guy sitting six feet across the table from me. Even if it is Octavian.
raspy Rorschach breathing.
$2 dumplings at Prosperity Dumpling. Cheap eats make NYC amazing. Asked for coke. Lady hands me a Heineken. Welcome to Chinatown.
more raspy Rorschach breathing
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