corey

i'm blogging right now from corey's computer in his apartment on 120th. the place is pretty nice. corey's room seems appropriate. i was surprised by all the biking gear. i had no idea he was into biking.

i have the sweetest spot. for 20 minutes longer. it is directly in front of the building. i initially parked down the street a little, but i moved my car when i came out to get the beer and saw the spot open.

corey is in 7e. phil coakley sublet a room in 7d for the summer. how crazy is that? he was sitting on the stoop using his cell phone when i moved my car.

corey is good at foosball. i, on the other hand, am not. i think my left hand is much better. i can't get any force with my right. the motion seems inimical... and when i try to flick it i usually kick it backwards as i draw back.

we also played caps, which i am not good at either. i sank 4 shots to his 7 or 8. it's mostly a matter of technique. i could feel whenever a shot was money.

corey brews his own beer. it's pretty good. it does not taste bad at all.

somehow, i am hung over. i did not plan on this. i'm drinking water now, but i definitely should've drank some before sleeping. i gotta move my car before i get a ticket.