Ahhhh...Yawn
This has the making for one of the best Saturdays in a while... pajamas, veggie corndog, and browsing my new favorite distraction
match.com (a much better read and time-waster than friendster). These on-line personal / friend-services really do fascinate me, because they are such interesting vehicles of self-identification. I recognize, on some level, that this blogs lets me play with all of those categories - self-perception, self-description, do you write about how you actually are / what you do - or how you want to be viewed as being. A voyeur's delight...
Although it means missing a new print of a Fellini movie at cinematheque - I think I've decided to stay in for good, maybe until I leave for class on Monday. It is so cold outside and during the past week, I just felt like I was constantly behind where I wanted to be - so a day inside, reading, taking my time with things, and being sort of boring might balance that out. I think I just need a solid dose of quiet, academic time, mull over some readings, and need to produce some good written work.
Last night was a raucous good time, though. Jeremy was in town for a scholarship interview. So he met me at school and observed my afternoon class (which is good because he's going to try to get that TA-gig next fall) and that was fun. Afterward, Eric and I introduced J-Dog to the splendor that is the tasty Caspian Cafe, home of the best Mediterranean cuisine I know of. I convinced Jeremy to take me grocery shopping & again I have a full pantry stocked with necessary provisions. We came back to my apartment, snacked, drank and caught up...
Later we were joined by Eric, and despite the cold, we ventured out. We started at Genna's, and bought a pitcher and then actually ended up with a free one (this seems to be happening more and more lately, free drinks / miscalculated tabs in our favor). It was a good time, we laughed a lot. After that, we decided to try something new. And perhaps keeping with the theme, we ended up at the
Casbah, a Middle-Eastern themed bar close to my apartment. This is another of the spots I pass constantly, but never go into. Well, we discovered the "King Tut" room, downstairs from the main bar. Here, the waiter guides you down a twisted staircase into individual tables partitioned off by flowy drapes. It was a sensual little spot, we took our shoes off, and acted silly. There we ended up with another free drink... but it was very different from the usual crowded and loud bar scenes, a nice change. Came home and took my drunk self to bed... spent the morning visiting with Jeremy some more, we ate eggs, drank coffee & spoke quickly.
posted by lmjasinski at 4:19 PM
