Thursday, August 11, 2005
NYC: Bane of My Existence
A conversation I had yesterday with a fellow New Yorker:
Bitch: “Hey. HEY! HEY YOU!”
Me: (Removing my head phones) “What?”
Bitch: “Can I buy two cigarettes off of you?”
Me: “No, sorry. This is the last one from my pack.”
Bitch: “I just saw you light it up. I know you have more.”
Me: “What?! Fine. The answer is still no.” (put headphones back on)
Bitch: “Bastard.”
Me: (Removing head phones again) “If you want to smoke a cigarette, go buy a fucking pack.”
Bitch: “I quit. I just want one.”
Me: “Then that’s not quitting. Dumb bitch.”
Bitch: “FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!!!!”
(I run away feeling all smug)
God, I just love this city.
In other news, yesterday was a pain in my ass. I was in bed and asleep by like 10pm. After a long day of work and therapy, I just couldn’t stand the idea of dealing with yesterday anymore. I popped two sleeping pills and slept like a rock. I woke up today feeling worlds better and ready to tackle my life. What a difference a good night of sleep makes.
I’m so looking forward to the weekend. I know I just came back from vacation, but my Lord! I definitely didn’t come back from vacation ready for the New York City attitude. I was all vulnerable and shit yesterday cuz I was used to being around people that are nice and patient. This city is getting on my fucking nerves these days. It’s like if I want to get through my day without dealing with bitches, then I have to be a bitch right back. Whatever. If that’s what it takes…
I had tacos for dinner last night and I sat there alone, eating and thinking about how nice it was to have some peace and quiet. To be able to shut your door, turn off your phone and just watch TV. I needed a night like that desperately. I feel like I have a hundred people to see and a million things to take care of in my personal life. I wish I could freeze time, do what I need to do, and then move on. People are getting pissed at me for not making time for them and I feel like there is nothing I can do about it. There’s only so much time in the day, you know? I guess the problem is that all of my friends are from different groups of people. I can’t exactly combine them all together to see everyone I want to see. As my therapist would say “Let it go”. And since I can’t come up with any sort of solvent, that is exactly what I’ll do. Let it go…
I’m supposed to go out to dinner and a show tonight. Part of me wants to go and part of me wants to rest up for a crazy night tomorrow. I think I’ll go take my lunch-break nap and see how I feel after that. If I wake up in a bitchy mood, I’m totally going home, flipping on the TV, and eating something disgustingly bad for me for dinner. I guess that means I’ll eat pancakes covered in goat cheese and syrup. I’ll wash it down with a cup of semen and eat a pound of red beef for dessert. SLURP!
Or maybe I’ll just have chicken and pasta.
Or maybe I’ll just go to dinner and the show and be done with it.
Or maybe. Or maybe I gotta go!
(runs away and hides under some comfortable blankets)
A conversation I had yesterday with a fellow New Yorker:
Bitch: “Hey. HEY! HEY YOU!”
Me: (Removing my head phones) “What?”
Bitch: “Can I buy two cigarettes off of you?”
Me: “No, sorry. This is the last one from my pack.”
Bitch: “I just saw you light it up. I know you have more.”
Me: “What?! Fine. The answer is still no.” (put headphones back on)
Bitch: “Bastard.”
Me: (Removing head phones again) “If you want to smoke a cigarette, go buy a fucking pack.”
Bitch: “I quit. I just want one.”
Me: “Then that’s not quitting. Dumb bitch.”
Bitch: “FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU!!!!!!”
(I run away feeling all smug)
God, I just love this city.
In other news, yesterday was a pain in my ass. I was in bed and asleep by like 10pm. After a long day of work and therapy, I just couldn’t stand the idea of dealing with yesterday anymore. I popped two sleeping pills and slept like a rock. I woke up today feeling worlds better and ready to tackle my life. What a difference a good night of sleep makes.
I’m so looking forward to the weekend. I know I just came back from vacation, but my Lord! I definitely didn’t come back from vacation ready for the New York City attitude. I was all vulnerable and shit yesterday cuz I was used to being around people that are nice and patient. This city is getting on my fucking nerves these days. It’s like if I want to get through my day without dealing with bitches, then I have to be a bitch right back. Whatever. If that’s what it takes…
I had tacos for dinner last night and I sat there alone, eating and thinking about how nice it was to have some peace and quiet. To be able to shut your door, turn off your phone and just watch TV. I needed a night like that desperately. I feel like I have a hundred people to see and a million things to take care of in my personal life. I wish I could freeze time, do what I need to do, and then move on. People are getting pissed at me for not making time for them and I feel like there is nothing I can do about it. There’s only so much time in the day, you know? I guess the problem is that all of my friends are from different groups of people. I can’t exactly combine them all together to see everyone I want to see. As my therapist would say “Let it go”. And since I can’t come up with any sort of solvent, that is exactly what I’ll do. Let it go…
I’m supposed to go out to dinner and a show tonight. Part of me wants to go and part of me wants to rest up for a crazy night tomorrow. I think I’ll go take my lunch-break nap and see how I feel after that. If I wake up in a bitchy mood, I’m totally going home, flipping on the TV, and eating something disgustingly bad for me for dinner. I guess that means I’ll eat pancakes covered in goat cheese and syrup. I’ll wash it down with a cup of semen and eat a pound of red beef for dessert. SLURP!
Or maybe I’ll just have chicken and pasta.
Or maybe I’ll just go to dinner and the show and be done with it.
Or maybe. Or maybe I gotta go!
(runs away and hides under some comfortable blankets)
