i got a full-time job at the Lower East Side American Apparel. the store's at Houston + Orchard. i take the F from Carroll to 2 Ave. because of the holiday rush and their problem of being understaffed [which is why i got hired], i've been consistently working these insane grueling days, like 10-12 hours on average. other people who got hired at the same time, i see how much tougher it is for them. the thought of being asked to 'stay late' is such a drag, for them. i say whatever and a few more hours pass easily. is that what you call a 'work ethic'? odd thought. i feel more like what Hesse had Siddharta say: 'i can wait'. fundamentally, i like being there. my job title: 'filler'. i move clothing between the stockroom and the sales floor. i love seeing both sides of the operation.

anyway, i'm physically exhausted all the time. constant labor is new. everything other than work is neglected. i'm briefly going to California around Christmastime. i don't know my specific plans. i'll update you.

in 2007, i'm going to launch a line of t-shirts and other garments printed on American Apparel stock. i don't know what the name of the line will be yet.