You're about to meet a hypochondriac. Witness Mr. Walter Bedeker, age forty-four, afraid of the following: death, disease, other people, germs, draft,

Egads.
Fucking around on Gothamist I found this: How To Dress Like Brooklyn.

Bummed around Park Slope most of Saturday, dropped by Brooklyn Hero Supply Co. to see my friend Matt. Spent the day with Jared and Jen planning a game day next week with Bocci(?) in the park.

I watched Palindromes as well.

Humdrum?

I got a lot of sleep.