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Adventures with an unreliable narrator.
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May 15 05: crash and burn
I spent much of today asleep, but it was good. Old friends from various corners of the country all converged on NYC last night, for various reasons, so we went out for fabulous Chinese and then took over a teeny tiny bar here in the neighborhood. I mean size-of-our-bedroom small. No, I won’t tell you which one; it’s my little secret bar and I ain’t gonna give that away so easily. But I can be persuaded (farily easily) to take the curious there. If you’re feeling froufrou, they do a pomegranate cosmopolitan thingy that’s delicious. It’s even also cheap! We stayed out too late and spent too much money, but had a lovely time.
So, right. Slept in this morning. Lounged about for much of the day. What is so lovely as a nap in the arms of your beloved, with sunight streaming past the windows? Around 5, I went to the gym to do 30 mins on the elliptical run-without-a-treadmil thingummy. At minute 8 I realized that I hadn’t really eaten anything today, but I kept going because I’d set a ferocious pace and wanted to see where it would take me. At minute 17 I saw where it was taking me: DANGER, the sign said. COMPLETE ABSENCE OF BLOOD SUGARS, 12 PACES. Ow. By minute 30 I was cursing my lack of common sense, but still, I’d managed to burn 568 calories in the process. Joe the trainer will be proud. Or he’ll tell me I’m an idiot for forgetting to eat. But hey, at least I didn’t give up, right? I’m dumb this way. I may be standing in front of a freight train, but I’ll make it work for the honor of dismembering me on its way some distant city. This evening was leftover Chinese and reading collected volumes of the fabulous Finder.
In the end, not an audacious day, but a pleasant one nonetheless.
Tomorrow is our final concert for the season, part of an ongoing concert series at Central Synagogue. I hear it’s a gorgeous space, which will make for a nice send-off to a crazy-ass year. I look forward to a month or three out of harness. First, though, I should probably try to get some sleep.