The city is practactly empty. It's kind of strange when I don't get knocked around in Penn Station, on my way to work. The air is way too chilly though. More sun would help. Today I got to my office to find 10 firetrucks hanging out. Oh boy to I love firemen, but not so much when the building is on fire. It was a small electrical fire on the floor below ours. Unfortunatly we weren't sent home for the day and I got no fireman phone number. At least it's Friday.
Tomorrow I'm off to DC, going to see the Violent Femmes (2nd time). Hopefully a nice BBQ on Sunday. Back home on Monday. I don't even know what to wear... long sleeve, jean jacket, or short sleeves with an extra sweater. Decisions, decisions.
Happy Labor Day!
