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| Thursday, April 8, 2004 | ||
| : 11:17 : Villa Baghdad | ||
I had this dream last night that I was on vacation at a resort in Iraq with my friend Gina. We had to move from the hotel room to the pool in a heavily armed tank. I was wearing a white bikini with a t-shirt over – and I was trying to decide if it would be more culturally sensitive to wear the white bikini with its' shorts-like bottom, or a black one-piece that covered my tummy but showed more leg. This just goes to show you can take the girl out of LA and make her listen to a lot of NPR, but you can’t take the swimsuit-worrying, SPF-using, iced-blended-drinking LA out of the girl. I blame this ridiculous dream on the warm weather yesterday. I played a pick-up game of tennis in Fort Greene Park with this guy who seriously kicked my ass. He plays in a lot of tournaments and teaches, and is like 18 I think, so I wasn't that embarrassed. The ball was coming so fast at me over and over again, I was thinking to myself this is what it would be like to play against Andy Roddick. I held up ok considering – I got everything back (mostly). I was walking home, tired and hot – and it occurred to me that I just didn’t believe the weather. It was like a lie, or a ruse. Tomorrow it would be a “slushy mix” and I’d have to trot out my big black parka. I also blame the dream on Morning Edition, which I switched on at 8:30AM but kept on sleeping through. If things could get any worse in Iraq, it’s hard to imagine how. I woke up from the Iraq vacation dream thinking I needed to arrange another game today, and maybe lay-off the peanut MM&Ms so I might look okay in the white bikini or the black one-piece (neither of which I own in waking life). Also, I’m cancelling the Carnival Cruises half-price Persian Gulf vacation. In any case – I haven’t a lot to say. I am not working at the PR place until further notice. I wrote a piece for the newspaper on anti-wrinkle creams which thoroughly creeped me out. I noticed there’s a Denzel Washington movie coming out called Man on Fire. Isn’t it funny how the title Woman on Fire has a totally different feeling to it? I wrote the biggest check of my life to the federal government and now feel significantly poorer. I’ve been hanging around Gorilla Coffee perhaps too much… The last one : : The New Americans The next one : : If I have any readers left... |
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June 25 : Mmmmm... Snickers Ice Cream Bars... June 17 : May 7 :John Kerry Is A Douchebag But Im Voting For Him Anyway.com Slate on TV Girl's pants catch fire on E train More proof of my dorkiness, but this is pretty neat. March 5 :Snoop & the Olson Twins... speechless. February 12 :Sweeeeeeet. After 3 months of constant phone calls, whining, yelling, and a blow-job to the super (no - he don't have that much clout, but i did answer the door in a towel and it may have helped), I'm getting a new stove!! Woo hoo!! Apple Crisp for everybody!! February 10 :I was working 'till 11PM while my boss was at the MSG Chris Rock show, but this NY Observer piece (oh well - link expired) made me feel like I was there for like a minute.. |
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