Elliott Smith - Son of Sam



Kind of satisfying song for a day spent lost in the disastrous NYC weekend subway system, dodging unwanted inquiries about my marriage plans from creepy men, waiting around in the cold to avoid being stalked by said creepy men, being stranded in a sketchy area of Queens, realizing the extent of my ballroom regression, feeling highly uncomfortable contemplating racism, finding metal shavings in my already crappy diner pasta, and functioning on three one-hour pockets of sleep I got last night because the apartment is so hot it parched my throat to hell and repeatedly woke me up.

Bleh.