My friend is a terrible influence on me. In the last couple of days I’ve drank more with him then I drank the rest of the summer combined. Last night we were at a party in Astoria. Being social, drinking crummy Mexican beer. The best part of the night was sitting down with my buddy and talking about our long term plans and goals. I gave him a rundown of my pickup goals, and he came to the realization that he doesn’t know what he’s aiming for.

Tonight I have a date with a girl, taking her to one of my favorite clubs. Hopefully we can get in, and I can go back and spend the night with her.

Notes

-Less than a week left in my totally non-ideal living situation.
-New York City is freaking amazing
-Time to find a wingman in Berlin.

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