Thursday, June 19, 2003

Whilst I sip a cocktail and ruminate

Nice day off. Made plans yesterday to meet Neo today and shop around the East Village looking for outfits for the upcoming tea party on Tuesday. No, it's not a gay T meaning we all get together and dance and get fucked up in the middle of the afternoon. My sister/love is throwing an old fashioned, finger sammich, croquet playin, big hat wearing summer tea party. And this, among many other things, is the reason I love her. But even though we had plans she can occasionally get side-tracked. A Dr.'s appointment that takes forever or the car dies. Hey shit drops. She also has an annoying habit of inviting half the world on to our big ideas when sometimes I need it to be a just you and me thing but I've never got the feeling that it was about not wanting to be alone with me as much as it was about "c'mon, this will be fun." Did that make sense?
Anyways, I hit the gym way early (around 2pm) and hooked up with her around 4. We skipped down to Ave A. (if you ain't from NYC it's the heart of funkification, although gentrified compared to when I first arrived- with the pilgrims- you can find herbalists and tatoo parlors and vintage clothes and vintage porn and 1960's vinyl furniture.) He took me to a thrift store on 7th st that I had never been to and hunny, she (me) loves her second hand clothes!. Again, if you're not from NYC this place is faaaaaaabulous and if you are stay away it's mine! Just kidding it's here.



We found all kinds of stuff and as usual, Neo spent way more than he should have on people who probably won't appreciate it. We giggled we tried on lots of stuff we had no bidness wearin'. I'm not going to try to make it more than it was or give it some kind of power or sign like "see, he does love me" nonsense. It was a lovely way to spend an afternoon with someone I care for and fer god's sake how often does that happen?

And oh yeah (not really) My dad had bypass surgery on his crappy heart today. It all went well and he's fine. I was worried in the sense of any time you have something like this done it can all go south and a hangnail can turn into a blood infection that enlarges your heart and kills you but thankfully, that's not what happened.

A good day indeed...