jchrisobrien (
jchrisobrien) wrote2005-06-28 11:20 pm
writing books, life imitates buffy, scavenging for black, white socks be damned!
There's a lot of virtue in keeping your plans fluid, and taking liberties with your alloted schedule. Last night I took the T back into town, and almost caught a baseball game with theamazingjb. The scalpers prices were too high, as the game had just started. We found a prime viewing location and devoured half a plate of nachos (which was still enough to feed the two of us) and TWO pitchers of cider. Our conversation started all highbrow about how it's okay to be single, moved on to the social complexities of polyamory, and degenerated to catcalls and hoping for a miracle as the Sox got buried. It was like a Buffy episode, except w/out the cave man. Because, cider is NEVER evil.
We walked back to her flat because after two pitches going to the club seemed the thing to do. After some hemming and hawing, we put together an ensemble that would pass muster, and out we went. More ciders were drunk, loud music was played. I noticed with some chagrin that I had white socks on (after all, I hadn't planned on dancing that night). What to do? WHAT TO DO? I briefly considered ditching them in my pockets, but decided that I have sufficient coolness points to dance in sneakers and white socks! So I cashed in some points, and I danced.
The night finally ended in sleep around three. I'm pretty sure I got about 4 hours worth. I'm also pretty sure I lost a few hours today where I don't remember what happened. It matters not. I'm paying my dues right now, with sweet blissful sleep.
There you have it. Instant variety.
We walked back to her flat because after two pitches going to the club seemed the thing to do. After some hemming and hawing, we put together an ensemble that would pass muster, and out we went. More ciders were drunk, loud music was played. I noticed with some chagrin that I had white socks on (after all, I hadn't planned on dancing that night). What to do? WHAT TO DO? I briefly considered ditching them in my pockets, but decided that I have sufficient coolness points to dance in sneakers and white socks! So I cashed in some points, and I danced.
The night finally ended in sleep around three. I'm pretty sure I got about 4 hours worth. I'm also pretty sure I lost a few hours today where I don't remember what happened. It matters not. I'm paying my dues right now, with sweet blissful sleep.
There you have it. Instant variety.
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cool points
Sounds like you had a wonderful evening none the less. Damn socks! lol
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Cider is never evil?
In any case, sounds like fun.
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Cider is evil
I like to state that I think that my half of the nachos were tainted.
And I stayed until closing in that "outfit."
This meant that I had 4 hours of sleep for filming, auditioning and moving a bike, a laptop, a purse, a backpack and the equivalent of two dead bodies worth of belongings to NY on public transporation.
I was a tired girl.
white socks are the new cool.
(but not the white soxs)
Hate the nachos, not the cider!
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