What is it all about... (Alfie)
Easing into my newly conformed life is not as easy as I thought. Temptation is everywhere constantly offering a refuge from the straight and narrow. I got busy, I cleaned my room, put away summer things and dusted off my winter shoes, the went through months of mail and got ready to shred, but the shredder was on the blink, then I went out to see a friend who needs to meet a woman. A situation I want to supervise as he is a sweet wonderful man and needs some hand-holding. At the bar we ran into some other friends unexpectedly and next thing I knew we consumed about 150 drinks each and I was making out with someone I shouldn't be doing that with. Luckily I came to my senses just in time and hightailed it out of there. While I was waiting for the subway a very daring rodent (rat) ran across the platform only to suddenly flip over and drop dead. It was the weirdest thing, it just flipped in the air and died. Unless it was just pretending...
Lat week I was walking up CPW and happened to notice that the old Mayflower hotel was having a sale. I went inside and then rode the elevator up to the 17th floor and decided to walk down to see what was for sale. It was odd to walk from floor to floor (to 6th) and look into gazillion rooms, all strangely abandoned. A Russian woman kept following me carrying 2 table lamps looking for shades. After a while I stopped noticing the bad art and the ugly furniture and instead looked at the rooms, the unmade beds that had probably seen a thing or two, worn chairs and very ugly carpeting. I imagined so many stories that I lost track of time. The whole building is about to be torn down, it was all very sad somehow. The huge kitchen and the broken plates on the floor reminded me of a video game for some reason.
I started to write a book about her Oneness, I get into a groove and write several pages and then I feel all drained and blank, sort of like sex I suppose. I don't know if this will go anywhere but I think it is worth a try. Heard of an agent who might be interested in this type of stuff (!)
I ran out of Florida cigarettes and am now smoking the new NY kind that goes out the moment you put them down, it is soooo annoying, I finally had to reactivate my Zippo (which had been peacefully put to rest) because I ran out of matches. I am waiting for the up-state Indians to deliver.
I went to see Alfie with my best boy Charlie today, it was surprisingly sweet, I don't know how they got away not having the traditional 'Happy Ending', I liked that part the best, but the soundtrack was pretty awful. Charlie is jealous of Jude Lawe, seems 'the love of his life' (Natalie)likes him a little too much. He is looking forward to telling her he is an unreliable cad, altho he was taking notes for future use... Oh the agony of teenagehood, I wish I could keep him all safe and happy forever but I did tell him that it does indeed get easier with time, or at least it does for some people. It is so phony to tell him this stupid cliche stuff, like telling someone who is in some terrible grief that this too shall pass (but it is true), I just don't know what else I can say. We decided to spend Thxgivin together again, and see lots of movies and eat Chinese food, I am so glad we are of the same mind on this weird holiday. In the past I either went away or just ignored it as it means nothing to me (weird foreigner) although I was roped into a traditional thing a couple of times, I hated it because I never like to look at lots of food and turkey does not appeal to me ever (ugh). Another good reason to never date American men again, at least not this time of year.
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