sunday november 26

today i looked over my shoulder approximately once every 15 seconds for three blocks on oxford street to keep tabs on the lone person walking about 200 yards behind me. under normal circumstances, i would pay this person no mind, but it was 3:30 am and there was no one else in sight. i had spent my last three dollars an hour earlier paying for a small fraction of a cab ride, and was concerned that if he attempted to mug me and found me penniless, he'd settle for taking the only thing of value left in my wallet: my constantines ticket. i was not about to let him take my place at that show.