Praise be

My new favorite place came through for me today:

Yes, gentle readers, I've purchased four pots and three lids for a mere $12.99. AND I found a spatula for $2 and 10 hangers for $3. And the angels did sing.

In other cheaper-than-I'm-growing-to-expect news, I had new rubber heels attached to my tall boots today for only $12 cash (and paid no taxes!) and found a place that sells dry beans and lentils for less than $1 a pound. I've aspired to true vegetarianism for some years; it now seems it may be the only way to get by in this city. I shan't complain.

Tonight before going out I spent about three hours walking around the city. So far, early evening, just after the sun has set, is my favorite time to be out and about. I walked up to the upper west side, which was thick with a mix of theater-y looking people -- young, slender men in turtlenecks, salty looking women in their mid-40's, and darling older couples -- I love them the best. Something about walking around this time of night really appeals to me. Few people seem to notice me, I get to socialize with the adorable little doggies of Manhattan, and I get to people-watch under the cover of night. It's cliche, I know, but at this time, I truly feel free.