Saturday morning, just returned from a night of drunken debauchery and random raping and pillaging at the bars last night. I finially found work! I start monday, it's at an interior decorating place, they do high end window treatments. My job is kind of unclear, the owner threw aside the veritable stack of applications after five minutes of talking with me. Forty hours a week with overtime if I want it, this should be interesting. Now maybe I have a crack at making it here in Long Island. Making a few friends, having my fun as always. Last night standing in bar, I was looking around at the assortment of italian/jewish people (the are frightenly few fellow Welsh-hungarian/czechs here..wonder why?). Long Island has a very defined persona, one that again I understand but can't really relate to. They're just plain nuts.