...conveniently located minutes south of downtown

So I'm currently livin' it up in the NYC. I arrived last night around 7:30. I'm staying in Chinatown (Chinese medicine nerd heaven) with my friend Jen. My plan is to keep this updated while on vacation for the next couple of weeks (then fill in with pictures later), but at $9 / hour for internet, I may end up deciding to spend that money on drinks instead... I woke up early this morning to the sound of incessant jack-hammering outside my window (I think 'the city that never sleeps' is really just code for 'the loudest fucking city on earth') and decided to wander down to the internet cafe I spotted while walking around yesterday. Last night we went out to a bar called Happy Endings, formerly a Chinese 'health club', that had advertised a three-hour open bar. When we got there we quickly learned the open bar was non-existent. This realization was followed by at least a half hour of traipsing up and down stairs, while being assured by the bartenders on each floor that the other had half-price drinks. We finally gave up and bought tiny $6 whiskey cokes downstairs in the converted shower room. Interesting place, Happy Endings. I at first felt tragically unhip there, but then quickly realized that 1. I don't really give a fuck, and 2. Most of the supposed hipsters there could easily be mistaken as slightly mentally disadvantaged in any other environment, what with their patchy haircuts and ironic early ninties garb. Wow, re-reading that last sentence, I feel really fucking old...