Friday, September 02, 2005

before i go

so its about 5am and i can't sleep so i got up out the bed to come and do some work on the couch. i was a working maniac yesterday, with both my work and home computer open on my desk and moving back and forth b/w the two so i can do DOUBLE DOUBLE DOUBLE the work. i was falling asleep in front of the movie "the machinist" just a few hours ago, so i have no idea why i am wide awake. well, maybe the bad dream i had, but still troka, you need to shake that shit off, okay?

while i was rather productive yesterday both in my job, some extra projects i am working on and in general in the house (washing dishes, doing laundry, cleaning the toliet) i still feel in general i am suffering from some sort of malaise or melancholy. not sure i am using that first word correctly. i think its about not being around folks all day long and then feeling like i am *anxiously* awaiting jes's arrival at 8pm so i can start dinner. i know things will change and i will make friends and get more involved in life here and i know part of my solitude is self induced so i finish my fucking disseration, but either way it has me a bit blue. i am glad we travel to chicago today. i need a little shot of my chi town homies. yes, i did just type that. hold on, i need to take a hit off my puffer. i can't breathe so good. yeah by the way to great (note sarcasm here) doctor i saw at emory who made me wait in the room for a total of 1.5 hours had the brains to tell me that my breathing problem is.....drumroll please.... allergies. how did she ascertain this? b/c i had then as a child (i told her this). i mean, whatev, i got a puffer and that is all that matters, but frankly it would have saved me time to just pick up a primatene mist at the CVS, you know? jes says i don't hold the puffer in long enough. i never was a smoker yall.

anywho yesterday i tried a yoga place in my neighborhood called Jaya Yoga. I did not like the teacher so much at the beginning but she kind of grew on me. she looked maybe twelve and had the body of a twelve year old, but overall the class wasn't too bad. not as flow as i like it, but i sweat my balls off, and learned a new pose or two, so that is good. i will go back and try out a different teacher after labor day. its much more pricey than emory (10-14 per class vs. 3-5 per class). oh bother. i may also just start doing the routine shona does here at home. who knows if i will actually do that, but it sounds really good. also last night we went out to eat with our friend kristi who i call botacelli (she looks like the ladies in his paintings). we were going to try this middle eastern place called olive vine but they only took cash and did not have a lot of veggie options. instead we went across the street to a place called laila, also middle eastern and it sucked. there was no one there when we arrived (jes thinks this was an indicator of their poor food) and the server, well she didn't do a whole lot bless her heart. i got some tomato and green bean soup like thing with white rice- not so good. jes got a hummus and falafel sandwich- the hummus left much to be desired for her and botacelli got this crazy thing called an ouzy. it was this big puff pastry (looked like the superdome for real yall) and it was filled with mushrooms that looked like poop. we were all sad to pay our money for that, but were somewhat redeemed when we got some drinks and treats at tea room down the road. me and botacelli got some cheap red wine, jes a brooklyn lager and then i got a little baby witch chocolate brownie and b got a black and white cupcake. i liked the white part better (suprisingly b/c i ususally like darker chocolate better). after walking b back half way home jes and i came back here and began the movie "the machinist". christian bale is sickly thin in it. i mean crazy and its all real, he really lost all that weight. it makes me hungry just thinking about it.

ok i need to get some IDKE work done. hopefully i can get my friend sarah to send me some gossip this weekend, if not, i may be able to post some stuff after reading trashy mags on the airplane today. the labor day weather here in nyc and in chicago is supposed to be lovely. how lucky i am. i will be away from the internet for nearly THREE days. i know, how will i survive? wish me luck...

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