What are you doing with your life?
UM. That's more than a little loaded, don't you think?!? Next question.
Noted. (Sorry.) What I meant was: what steps are you taking to ensure that you will soon have an illustrious journalism career that humbles the Pulitzer committee to their knees?
I've had a few articles here and there, but mostly I accumulate day to day material in my yellow notebook as I ride around the city, eavesdropping on anti-Semitic women incoherently yelling about a mysterious someone who "couldn't get it up" and jotting down the arguments I try to stay out of. Oh! And in a rare capricious moment, today I purchased this, which I will now sleep with under my pillow so that I may inherit some skill and savvy through nocturnal osmosis.
So do you think you will be in New York forever?
When you say forever, you mean at least a couple of more months, no?
You must be really skinny with all that walking you do.
That wasn't a question.
You must be really skinny with all that walking you do, right?
'Tis the season for Cadbury Eggs, that's all I'll say.