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To Soporific Feasts and Good Gin

Saturday, April 11th, 2009

Run­ning for the Congo Women early in the mor­ning, spen­ding the rest of the day clea­ning. The nocuous living con­di­tions here must end. The place has fallen to ruin, unde­te­rred by the Eas­ter break I’ve been on since Thurs­day. I haven’t done a thing around here, and sur­pri­singly neither have my temp hou­se­ma­tes. What’s up with that?

The term is win­ding down. I’m tired, exhaus­ted really. I’m hea­ding to Miami next wee­kend for a con­fe­rence. I hope to catch up with my mother after that, she’ll be on the gulf side somewhere
pla­ying a golf tour­na­ment with 7 of her friends. That’s another “what’s up with”. My mother only star­ted pla­ying golf a year ago, she always pla­yed ten­nis but never really was much of a gol­fer, now she is going to play a four day “tour­na­ment” with 7 other women? She sug­ges­ted I fly or drive over on her dime after the con­fe­rence for a cou­ple days, she’ll fly in early and we could have a cou­ple of days together, get­ting mas­sa­ges and facials. She might even buy me a twin set, (see I’m Not That Kind Of Girl circa 3/07), if I’m good. ;)

I’m con­si­de­ring the offer, and may give in. A cou­ple of good mas­sa­ges might get me through the rest of the term, and it’s not like all my work is not already in volu­mes on my lap­top. I’m sure I’ll come up with seve­ral dif­fe­rent ways to jus­tify this one. I’m so happy not to be asked to jus­tify not cele­bra­ting a reli­gious holi­day of a reli­gion I don’t prac­tice that my jus­ti­fi­ca­tion mojo is going to be much stronger.

I’m hea­ding to the coast early Sun­day mor­ning with a few friends. We’re going to eat at a res­tau­rant a friend recently hel­ped open, and where he currently tends bar. We’ll eat late and pro­ceed to close the bar, which will require him drive us back to our hotel. Don’t think for a minute this won’t be fun, it will. Don’t be disap­poin­ted. I’m only human after all, and though not a drin­ker rou­ti­nely, in the com­pany of good friends, and hope­fully good food of the vege­ta­ble variety, all things are go.

Here’s wishing you all a sopo­ri­fic feast and good gin this wee­kend. Please do not talk poli­tics or reli­gion with your family, or at your friends bar. It makes for exces­sive rage, and you know what they say.

Immo­dica ira creat insaniam.

peace