Stupid me. I got it in my head that Molly Malone's was at 3rd and Fairfax and I ended up missing Pawbox and Johnny Nails. Of course I could have looked it up, but I walked out of my apartment and headed over there on foot. It wasn't there so I walked down Fairfax until I got the shabby and run down rest home at the corner of Fairfax and Colgate. I concluded that maybe I should have headed in the other direction. I turned back and didn't find it. When I got home I looked up Molly's--it's at 6th and Fairfax, a half block from the depressing rest home. Idiot. I didn't feel like hiking back over there. So I'll try some other time to catch Mr. Nails. May be just as well--I should be watching my expenses.
I called NY Unemployment today and I think I got my benefits payment situation untangled. Hopefully. The woman I spoke to sounded like she's utterly bored with her job. She told me I would get benefits for this past week. But I wouldn't be surprised she said that to get me off the phone so she could shut off her computer and head home (it was getting near 4PM in NY when I called). I'll check the website tomorrow--I'm not up to going there tonight to find out she may have lied to me. I sure have trust issues, don't I?
Didn't do much in terms of job hunting today. I registered at the USC site and applied for a position. I'll go back to the site tomorrow--it just occured to me that USC has a Cinema Archive--I really belong in such a setting.
I have a new momentary quest now that my Molly Malone's/Johnny Nails expedition proved a bust. Instead of getting drunk, I want to buy a vintage hat. Everyone in LA is wearing them. I'm meeting a friend at Swingers thursday for dinner. Perhaps I should go to this Vintage clothing/second hand clothing shop at the corner of Fairfax and Oakwood before meeting up with him. If it's cheap, stylish and it fits, I'll buy one. And probably feel like a fool 6 months later.
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