You know that job I was gunning for at The Strand? I got it. Full time, decent money (beer money, in other words), benefits. I'm so relieved - there's nothing worse than not being able to afford to go out in New York City in spring, it just might've destroyed me.
And the discounts. My god, the discounts. 50% off of ticket price (NOT list) including rare and antiquarian books and 40% off of frontlist titles. Looks like a good portion of my paycheck's gonna end up goin' thataway.
On a related note, it looks like I'm going to be celebrating my first day of work tonight at Satelite 'round 11PM. Anybody wants to buy me a beer (as I'm still broke for another week) let me know. A friend of mine's running an open mike and there's a good time to be had by all.