After working so long as a dancer, any other kind of work seems lame and non-lucrative. I don’t know what to do. Enzo suggested that I attempt to forge the temp agencies located in the City of White Plains- but its cloudy and rainy today and just not the kinda day that I wanna spend in search of work... I wanna spend day indoors. The clods are very fierce this morning and it makes me miss Enzo. It saddens me that he can’t be here, or that I can’t cut it in the city. Well it’s just me, The View and a bottle of V8.