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Where is my coffee guy? Today I had to buy it from the overpriced place in the lobby. And where is my Village Voice? Why police barriers where the newspaper boxes used to be?

Wall Street is particularly smelly this morning. More people walking around with surgical masks on; more Con Ed workers; more army guys with gas masks dangling around their necks. Even I, with my terrible sense of smell, catch a whiff of something stinky.

Bad sleep last night. More and more tired when I go to bed each night, and less and less able to fall asleep. Last night my heart wouldn't stop beating fast. Can you beat that? What's that about? Lying safe in my bed and I'm having damn heart palpitations? Finally fell asleep and dreamed horrible nightmares, so horrible it took me awhile to remember them when I woke up. (But I had to try and remember them, you know, or else I'd be walking around all day with just a vague memory of something indefinably awful. At least these are definably awful, and therefore dismissable.)

Slept late, got here 15 minues late and still before my coworkers arrived.

Tired. Want to go to Mint Manor right now and play with my Sims.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 9:23 AM | shower me with attention