. . . exactly HOW dangerous is NYC for a woman traveling there alone? Say, if a person has finaled in a contest (not a writing contest–something physical) and has the chance to go there for the contest itself, all bills paid, would it be that dangerous for a female to go alone? Consider that this is a broken-down fat old hag we’re talking about, not a young pretty thing, but then again she’s not a tough old fighter either (she’s such a dumb bunny that she always gives a dollar to beggars on the street and lets the cashier swipe the “$1 to charity” card when she checks out at the grocery store.). <-[NEED I EVEN MENTION THE UGLY PUNCTUATION ISSUE–AAGH]
They aren't gonna let me go. Hubby says he hates NYC and won't go with me and furthermore won't let ME go because "it would cost money–you'd end up buying some of your own meals and taking cab rides over that weekend." Sigh. I know I won't take the big prize in this contest, but I think it would be a trip to remember anyway. I'd better stop being delusional, though, and face reality. Even if y'all tell me it's safe, that won't matter. Who are we kidding?
I bought a Mega Millions ticket for tonight. If I can match five numbers or some combination, and get $2000, maybe I can go because then I would have "my own" money. But that doesn't happen. . . .