Isn't it slightly problematic that I find it more respectable to be a computer nerd pottering away at 3am on a Saturday night rather than a slightly sick person in bed? But nerdish I was with "Blackout" by TAOS on megarepeat. Regardless, I'm still resting up instead of being out carousing unlike Friday.
I've realized why my body basically crapped out last week: my days just tend to be way too long. Friday, I got up a little before 7 for work, sat there for 9 hours, went to the gym and danced around for an hour and change, and then was off and running into the night. Trendvickster, P. Fizzie, and I were off to be all artsy at a shorts screening in a studio a stone's throw away from my job. The invite was received from the Film Fest Party Guy In Need of A New Pseudonym. Fizzie, being my most hardcore alkie buddy, came prepared with beverages and the three of us were having a grand old time before we joined the group at large.
We were off from there to the Upper West (eww) to a house party that was a little too dry for our tastes, but being troopers we had a good time. I pimped slightly for the upcoming Closet (more info and full graphic to follow on my site later, natch) and chatted with FFPGINOANP. Eventually, we took the party to this local place and everyone (but me of the iron liver and Fizzie's friend who joined us) proceeded to drink themselves stupid. I ended up finishing my night off after 6am in Weehawken not passing go or collecting $200 by falling stone cold asleep when my head hit the pillow as everyone was chatting in the kitchen. I really can't hang in my old age.
Saturday was a lazy day pottering around, feeling a slight relapse of the sickness. I put myself to bed at 9pm and woke up at 10 to 2. My friend C called at 2 and I sheepishly explained I was lying in bed but not asleep. I hung up with her and forced myself out because I felt like a loser. The highlights until 5 was hanging out in my PJs on a downloading frenzy. This brings to mind what exactly I'm going to write about this month. "I'm Retired: How being a nightlife columnist ruined my love affair with going out." I think that's got a certain something to it.
Sunday, PrincessNella and I were off to canvass. We were loving this street fair in Astoria and created our apt zone boundaries -- between 42nd and 33rd Streets and 31st and 35th Avenues. I also managed to drag her to Clinton Hill/Fort Greene to look and her Brooklyn bias equally dumbfounded Lina. Still, she had to give props to the food and bars sprinkling the nabes and we walked down to Junior's where we ate exactly half of our steakburgers before feeling like we'd had 10 meals and got some cheesecake slices to go.
Today, though I couldn't do a single thing I wanted to do before work this morning, I've got cheesecake for lunch and the world is alright with me. Plus I can breathe again. What's not to love?
Posted by Candicissima at July 19, 2004 01:01 PM