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Home / Profile / Friends Ebullient Feb 9th, 2004 - Subscribe As cliche as New York City is, with the "I heart NY" shirts and Times Square and The Big Apple... I love it. Of the last 4 days, I spent 2.5 in the car and the remaining 1.5 days, a mere 36 hours, having more fun than I could imagine. Perhaps not that much fun, but jubliance nevertheless. However, my step-cousin had more fun... Tritely described as a coming of age, becoming a man, getting his Bar Mitzvah. Perhaps the real "manhood" came later, when two of his little girlfriends spent the evening in his room. I'm sure they weren't having sex or anything, but I bet they had fun. The reception was lovely, in this decadent temple, which seemed more like a fancy hotel, with lots of activities and music and fancy food. I spent the whole time taking to my distant relative-by-marriage cousin, who was the only other teenager there besides the Mitzvah Boy's school friends, all of whom carried the true New Yorker attitude, a very unatractive asset in my opinion. Unfortunately, upon my homecoming, I found that my cat, who has had cancer for years, has a tumor which has ruptured the skin and is oozing this putrid, sticky pus. Poor thing will be put down tomorrow. She's been with me since I was two weeks old. I've never really lived without her... I guess I'll have to get used to it now. Her meek meow, soft paws at my bedroom door at night, stagnated footprints of kitty litter in the hallway. A precious pink tongue between razor-sharp teeth. Every rose has a thorn. But I suppose that is what makes it so beautiful, forbidden, and desired. Would I be so attached to my cat if she were not inevitably diaphanous? 0 comments  Anonymous guest, why not register, or login now.
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