Plunge Into Death
Christ.
Woke up this morning ears ringing heart racing. Couldn't breathe. Was dreaming I was hanging on a boat, looking at azure waters. There were other folks there. I dove into the water. Plunged down. I was going down feet first, though, and although I felt my body slow, I couldn't buoy back up fast enough. I started running out of air. But I was suspended in aqua. I did start going back up but I woke up before I reached the air.
I was so distraught upon waking I had to lie there for some time. Recovering.
Yeah I've been in a crappy mood the past 48 or so.
Spent some quality time with my computer, and then finally stepped out to get some breakfast.
Ended up at Brookline Lunch, where I saw a local rocker. We didn't acknowledge each other. No biggie.
Ate some eggs benedict & homefries, but the whole time I was fantasizing about Cafe Urth in Melrose in LA. So I read the Phoenix - an article about Spike Lee's new movie about Katrina.
When I was paying, the owner lady (also the server) came up and said "Did you used to come here a long time ago?" "You lost a lot of weight." I told her yes. I used to go there with John D. He would eat two meals at a time, and I would follow suit. Around that time, I was almost 200 pounds. I totally thought about how JD loved that place and I think I sat in a booth we used to sit in. Whatever.
Anyway, she asked how I lost all the weight (and kept it off for 5 years now). I told her the truth. Exercise and eating less.
So many people tell me how I look much better now, and men treat me so differently. I ain't complainin'. 's just how it goes. But scope sure is funny, huh? Some I know know still think I'm not thin enough. My mom says I shouldn't lose one more pound. And myspace.com and hotmail.com seem to think I should lose 15 pounds or something...
OK, so back to my cafe habit. So I left Brookline Lunch in search of the purrfect mocha and some kind of treat to soothe my aching heart over Cafe Urth. I head over to Mariposa Bakery on Mass Ave, and grab 2 tiny chocolate chocolate chip cookies. The guy behind the counter is very flirty and funny. Trying to get me to crack a smile. Aretha Franklin's "Natural Woman" song is playing in the background. He sings along, and when it gets to the part where she says "Nat-u-ral Wo-man" he goes "Nat-u-ral Mizz-an". This cracked me up, and I'm snorting out loud now as I type this 'cause it was so funny. Then he jokes around saying how I probably thought he was gonna say "Woman".
I pay and leave.
Next, I head over to Toscanini's. I'm now in a substantially better mood. I proceed to chat with the baristas. One is a punk-looking chick with a bad tattoo of a cat's face on her left bicep. Turns out her friend gave her the tat - it was his 4th tattoo ever, and the cat is her own, named Zip. She makes me a rockin' iced soy mocha that makes me remember why Tosci's is always so fuckin' awesome. They have a yummy-looking breakfast menu on weekends I'm now dying to try.
END CAFE CRAWL
Why oh why couldn't I have been in Manchester England in the early 90's? Come to think of it, had I, I might not be here now. I heart Primal Scream!!!!!!! You know that part in 24HourPartyPeople where Bez is dancing in the studio??? LOVE IT!!!
Primal Scream's Screamadelica is my Friday record.
Woke up this morning ears ringing heart racing. Couldn't breathe. Was dreaming I was hanging on a boat, looking at azure waters. There were other folks there. I dove into the water. Plunged down. I was going down feet first, though, and although I felt my body slow, I couldn't buoy back up fast enough. I started running out of air. But I was suspended in aqua. I did start going back up but I woke up before I reached the air.
I was so distraught upon waking I had to lie there for some time. Recovering.
Yeah I've been in a crappy mood the past 48 or so.
Spent some quality time with my computer, and then finally stepped out to get some breakfast.
Ended up at Brookline Lunch, where I saw a local rocker. We didn't acknowledge each other. No biggie.
Ate some eggs benedict & homefries, but the whole time I was fantasizing about Cafe Urth in Melrose in LA. So I read the Phoenix - an article about Spike Lee's new movie about Katrina.
When I was paying, the owner lady (also the server) came up and said "Did you used to come here a long time ago?" "You lost a lot of weight." I told her yes. I used to go there with John D. He would eat two meals at a time, and I would follow suit. Around that time, I was almost 200 pounds. I totally thought about how JD loved that place and I think I sat in a booth we used to sit in. Whatever.
Anyway, she asked how I lost all the weight (and kept it off for 5 years now). I told her the truth. Exercise and eating less.
So many people tell me how I look much better now, and men treat me so differently. I ain't complainin'. 's just how it goes. But scope sure is funny, huh? Some I know know still think I'm not thin enough. My mom says I shouldn't lose one more pound. And myspace.com and hotmail.com seem to think I should lose 15 pounds or something...
OK, so back to my cafe habit. So I left Brookline Lunch in search of the purrfect mocha and some kind of treat to soothe my aching heart over Cafe Urth. I head over to Mariposa Bakery on Mass Ave, and grab 2 tiny chocolate chocolate chip cookies. The guy behind the counter is very flirty and funny. Trying to get me to crack a smile. Aretha Franklin's "Natural Woman" song is playing in the background. He sings along, and when it gets to the part where she says "Nat-u-ral Wo-man" he goes "Nat-u-ral Mizz-an". This cracked me up, and I'm snorting out loud now as I type this 'cause it was so funny. Then he jokes around saying how I probably thought he was gonna say "Woman".
I pay and leave.
Next, I head over to Toscanini's. I'm now in a substantially better mood. I proceed to chat with the baristas. One is a punk-looking chick with a bad tattoo of a cat's face on her left bicep. Turns out her friend gave her the tat - it was his 4th tattoo ever, and the cat is her own, named Zip. She makes me a rockin' iced soy mocha that makes me remember why Tosci's is always so fuckin' awesome. They have a yummy-looking breakfast menu on weekends I'm now dying to try.
END CAFE CRAWL
Why oh why couldn't I have been in Manchester England in the early 90's? Come to think of it, had I, I might not be here now. I heart Primal Scream!!!!!!! You know that part in 24HourPartyPeople where Bez is dancing in the studio??? LOVE IT!!!
Primal Scream's Screamadelica is my Friday record.
posted by Ajda the Turkish Queen at 10:23 AM
0 Comments:
Post a Comment
<< Home