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starfrostingI guess one doesn't pack hangers and room decorations when one goes abroad?
I do suppose, however, that one packs period. I have yet to do this. I also have yet to unpack completely from Vassah so whatever. Latkes and soufflé and wine for dinner; it was delicious. I never told you all about the good part of being in the city. There was more to it than crying a lot! There were latkes and ta 51 beauties at EE's all the way up at 83rd and me cooking breakfast with Mia near Prospect Park and fun with Taylor which included: sitting behind a plastic sheet at one of those Indian restaurants with red lights all in the inside (our seat included a wonderful vinyl-capped lamp with spinning light-up fish pictures), me shaming him by drinking beer out of a straw from a paper cup, Patti Smith!, this woman like Rosie O'Donnell telling me I was taking up her personal space, and lots of wonderfulness. Now that I'm back home in my scramble-pit of a room all I want to do is lie around reading D+G (or even The Spell of the Sensuous, if I were to stick to one book at one time) instead of calling friends or packing or doing anything productive. Fiaca, without actually being overwhelmingly satisfied by anything. I suppose that's just 'laziness.'
I do suppose, however, that one packs period. I have yet to do this. I also have yet to unpack completely from Vassah so whatever. Latkes and soufflé and wine for dinner; it was delicious. I never told you all about the good part of being in the city. There was more to it than crying a lot! There were latkes and ta 51 beauties at EE's all the way up at 83rd and me cooking breakfast with Mia near Prospect Park and fun with Taylor which included: sitting behind a plastic sheet at one of those Indian restaurants with red lights all in the inside (our seat included a wonderful vinyl-capped lamp with spinning light-up fish pictures), me shaming him by drinking beer out of a straw from a paper cup, Patti Smith!, this woman like Rosie O'Donnell telling me I was taking up her personal space, and lots of wonderfulness. Now that I'm back home in my scramble-pit of a room all I want to do is lie around reading D+G (or even The Spell of the Sensuous, if I were to stick to one book at one time) instead of calling friends or packing or doing anything productive. Fiaca, without actually being overwhelmingly satisfied by anything. I suppose that's just 'laziness.'
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Date: 2006-01-03 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-01-04 12:52 am (UTC)it doesn't mean that it ought to be done, honey.
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Date: 2006-01-04 01:02 am (UTC)i'm shuddering at the very image. g-d, jeans with elastic. shuddering!
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Date: 2006-01-03 06:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-01-03 03:34 pm (UTC)And of course I'll call you, my love.
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Date: 2006-01-03 08:11 pm (UTC)When you call me I'll apologize more extensively.
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Date: 2006-01-03 03:49 pm (UTC)if it's right + you are able to make a trip to Dublin you should come visit me.
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