I'm glad that my first real date in some time is on Rapture Day. I got high as hell this morning and walked down to a local lingerie shop that's been in the neighborhood for decades. They have a sign in their window saying they are "Sweat Shop Free." I stopped at Zabars cafe and got a zaberry frozen yoghurt cone. When I told the women in line around me that I was having ice cream for breakfast in honor of the end of the world as we know it, everyone smiled and was glad to be alive. I said, "dig it," like a good hippie and headed off to the nail salon. I've been going to that salon ever since Buster was a baby. Cindy, the owner, gave me some mini snickers bars to eat while I was having my spa pedicure.
Then I came home for a nap.
At some point during the correspondence with this fellow, Aleister Crowley popped into my head. I'm still pretty sure that the pain in my shoulder is somehow related, spiritually, to some energy that has been stuck in my fourth chakra which vibrates on the same frequency as Aleister Crowley. Once the block is cleared and Aleister is fully integrated into my psyche, I'll be better able to experience The Force.
I am fully aware that the doctors believe it's rheumatoid arthritis and arthroscopic surgery will be required, and in the physical reality, I'm sure they're correct. More tests and a second opinion have already been scheduled. Nevertheless, we cannot dismiss Aleister Crowley - particularly not on Rapture Day.
The thing is that something about the tone of this fellow's emails suggests that the man I'm meeting tonight is Aleister Crowley, only Jewish. Or maybe he brings the Aleister out in me. Either way is good for Rapture Day.
I suppose there's a bit of a risk when you put on high heels and head out to meet a man in a hotel bar. If I'm not on Worldwide Hippies on Monday, I set out for the Tribeca Grand. I'm not worried a bit, but my mother would be, so I'm leaving clues on the internet.
No cause for worry. He was a perfect gentleman in real life, and I liked his looks. I hope he asks me out again when he gets back from a business trip to Amsterdam, but I may have been boring in real life. Hard to say with two Geminis.
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