Wednesday, November 26, 2003
danke schoen, darling. clink.
today, i go to yoga.
(me: "is this class appropriate for all levels?"
guy on phone: "all our classes are open-level."
me: "i'm perturbed that the teacher's c.v. says she aims the class towards professional dancers."
g-o-p: "yeah, don't worry about that."
me: " . . . uh, okay.")
today, i meet the best one for some appliance-shopping.
today, we drink.
today, after drinking, i do the thanksgiving shopping in the food emporium in the union square station. i will be rubbing elbows with harried career women from all over new york's eastside!
i am armed with sixty dollars. the pumpkin cheesecake will prevail. it is, howyousay, go time.
(me: "is this class appropriate for all levels?"
guy on phone: "all our classes are open-level."
me: "i'm perturbed that the teacher's c.v. says she aims the class towards professional dancers."
g-o-p: "yeah, don't worry about that."
me: " . . . uh, okay.")
today, i meet the best one for some appliance-shopping.
today, we drink.
today, after drinking, i do the thanksgiving shopping in the food emporium in the union square station. i will be rubbing elbows with harried career women from all over new york's eastside!
i am armed with sixty dollars. the pumpkin cheesecake will prevail. it is, howyousay, go time.
