This one goes up to eleven.
A more challenging week--in terms of my feelings of personal effectiveness. Inexplicable sinus pressure settled in at the end of last week for a few days as the weather turned back towards 30, chilly, damp, joint-aching. Questioning of geographic life-path (note: not career path) continuous in frequency. Overall dissatisfaction moderate to high, 7 on a scale of 1 to 10.
I'll explain:
10 - Cry Self To Sleep Each Night And Wake Crushed By Weight Of Own Self-Indulgent Sorrow (Seriously, Who Says Sorrow Unless They're Completely Over The Top Melodramatic?)
9 - Massive Ill-Advised Road Trip (note: no car) or Destructive Flirting (9.5)
8 - SHAVE HEAD! SHAVE HEAD NOW!
7 - Dreams of Currently Unattainable Past Satisfactions
6 - Perhaps I Should Buy New Jeans
5 - Those Girl Scout Cookies Sure Are Good And I Think I'll Have Another (Box)
4 - Today I Shall Dress In An Inappropriately Aggressive Manner For Work And Social Engagements
3 - I'll Think Mean Thoughts About Every Other Stupid Commuter On This Stupid Train
2 - Self-Indulgent Blog Updates
1 - Gee, I'm Bored, I Think I'll Wake Up The Cat
+ + +
I've never really been to New York City, but we're going this weekend. I shall be bold and wear my light jacket. (Let it not be said that I am not an optimist in some things.) I only have a couple of things I intend to do, so that I can keep it unoverwhelming: see the recently installed Dinner Party at the Sackler gallery, get some of that 100-yr-old-culture yogurt at Yonah Schimmels on the Lower East Side, go to the vegan shoe store, and take a recently explosively dumped friend out to drown his sorrow. I'll report back on the level of relative deadliness I experience on the beleaguered Fung Wah bus line.
I'll explain:
10 - Cry Self To Sleep Each Night And Wake Crushed By Weight Of Own Self-Indulgent Sorrow (Seriously, Who Says Sorrow Unless They're Completely Over The Top Melodramatic?)
9 - Massive Ill-Advised Road Trip (note: no car) or Destructive Flirting (9.5)
8 - SHAVE HEAD! SHAVE HEAD NOW!
7 - Dreams of Currently Unattainable Past Satisfactions
6 - Perhaps I Should Buy New Jeans
5 - Those Girl Scout Cookies Sure Are Good And I Think I'll Have Another (Box)
4 - Today I Shall Dress In An Inappropriately Aggressive Manner For Work And Social Engagements
3 - I'll Think Mean Thoughts About Every Other Stupid Commuter On This Stupid Train
2 - Self-Indulgent Blog Updates
1 - Gee, I'm Bored, I Think I'll Wake Up The Cat
+ + +
I've never really been to New York City, but we're going this weekend. I shall be bold and wear my light jacket. (Let it not be said that I am not an optimist in some things.) I only have a couple of things I intend to do, so that I can keep it unoverwhelming: see the recently installed Dinner Party at the Sackler gallery, get some of that 100-yr-old-culture yogurt at Yonah Schimmels on the Lower East Side, go to the vegan shoe store, and take a recently explosively dumped friend out to drown his sorrow. I'll report back on the level of relative deadliness I experience on the beleaguered Fung Wah bus line.
Labels: Boston, narcissism
posted by Nora Rocket at 10:32 PM
1 Comments:
I think I hover around 4 on most days and I usually replace cookies with beer when the grump-o-meter goes up to 5. I hope you have an excellent weekend in NYC. I'm looking forward to a shot of your new vegan shoes and a smart analysis of the Judy Chicago commemoration.
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