Triv's Journal: I love Thursdays

Arthur Dent might've hated Thursdays but I love 'em. My dad comes into the city and buys me lunch. GOOD lunch. I just had the flakiest, most delicious chicken pot pie and a killer salad. Not bad considering the poor man's lunch I get the other 4 days of my working week - Pretzels, Ginger ale and nicotine.

Our Thursdays remind me of how much he misses talking to me. I don't regret moving out, not one bit. It just throws things into a different light when his overwhelming DADness is across the Hudson save for this one day a week. Things and people don't look so...imperfect...when the contact's minimal. Can't see the blackheads from 12 miles away.

I'm stuffed. I want to take a nap, not move books around. :)

Triv