Well, Tod and CN are gettin pretty fuckin shitfaced drunk, they have by now had probably 10 shots each in addition 2 tha wine at dinner. Tod told a joke that I couldnt hear that had CN drop 2 his knees laughing. I dont think I ever saw a man laugh that hard. It almost made me cry watchin it actually, here wuz this big strong man whose life iz torn 2 pieces and Tod can make him get on his knees, rolling around on tha floor in tha middle of a bar, 4 one second he isn’t thinking about his wife or his kids or his money or anything. CN wasn’t even here, he wasn’t even present 4 this. Tod took him someplace else, figuratively speakin.

Well, after tha floor-rolling-around incident, Tod pours CN in tha back of a car 2 go out 2 Jersey then it iz just tha 2 of us. Tod suggests we share a car even though he livez on tha Upper West and I now live in Astoria. That doesn’t make sense at all. But seems like he needs company and I need company even tho my better judgment iz yellin at me here. So we are gonna ride up 2 tha Upper West and here in tha car I learn that Tod lives at 81st and West End. I dont know if this iz a nice neighborhood or not but knowing Tod I guess it iz tha best or 1 of tha best.

So we get in tha car and I am on tha right and he iz on tha left and Tod doesn’t say anything but he iz sittin pretty close, kind of on my side of tha car. And we are stuck in crosstown traffic on 42nd trying 2 get over 2 10th. And his hand brushes against mine and I dont know if it iz an accident but then it brushes again and it stays there and I can feel tha elctriticity electricity. This iz like bein back in sixth grade when they are showin a movie in class and a boy tries 2 sneak his way into holdin your hands. It wuz kind of cute actually. So then he just grabz my hand and we are sittin in tha car goin crosstown and then we finally get over 2 10th and now it iz up on 10th until it turns into Amsterdam. And my head iz kind of buzzin from tha wine and I look over at Tod and half expect him 2 look back at me and maybe try 2 kiss me but hiz head iz slumped forward, totally drunk.

Well, that iz not very romantic, tho its probably just as well. I dont need 2 b getting tangled up with guyz at work, even Tod, who I like. So I sit and let him hold my hand even tho he iz passed out in tha car, all tha way up Amsterdam.

This iz a nice neighborhood.

Tha car comez 2 a stop and I hafta wake up Tod. I let go of hiz hand and touch him on tha shoulder and he getz out of tha car but not b4 sayin somethin 2 me first, it was odd I had to stop and think and make sure I heard him correctly.