Yesterday, today, and tomorrow I am taking a short break from job searching and job worrying. Good thing, too, because this week has been a maelstrom of online applications, interviews, temp agencies, and resumes. For example:

See here Miles in his natural habitat, pawing gracelessly at the computer screen. Give me a job. *scratch scratch*

This weekend has been nice. Friday I read in bed and made a visit to my friend's birthday party in Astoria. Today I also read in bed, finishing off Chabon's new book and starting another. Don't think I've grown soft, though. I also took a long walk around the neighborhood, snapped some pictures, ate at a Greek diner, and picked up dry cleaning. Here are the fruits of today's labor:

This is the diner I live above. In the morning, the stairs are swamped with a cloud of grease, hot diner air, and flies. Luckily, they close around 4. I have yet to eat here; I already spend too much time eating junk food in this building.

So easily I pass into another neighborhood, one with a completely different feeling and with completely different people.

A Saturday market in front of the Brooklyn triumph.

One of the large lawns of Prospect Park. I have yet to spend much time here. It doesn't quite have the same blissful atmosphere of Central Park, but perhaps I will change my mind over time.

Alright, enough quickly-shot photos. Tomorrow I am going to a free Blonde Redhead concert in Brooklyn. I am looking forward to being outside of the apartment for more than a couple hours.