friday night i experienced an amazing view of the manhattan skyline from long island city, queens. a friend from college and i had dinner at a french restaurant that i cannot remember the name of on vernon blvd. the food was good but not out of this world. it was relaxing to wander down to the water telling stories about things we did 15 years ago and winding our way to where we are today.
my friend (j.s.) helped put a few things in perspective for me. when i explained to her my adventures over the last few weeks, she surprised me with her response. she said don't be reckless, i don't want to see you hurt not just emotionally but physically. don't do something you'll regret. hello. wake up call. i knew i'd been acting careless, definitely, but had to admit that i have been leaning into reckless territory. my version of reckless is far more vanilla than most people but you have to know that something is wrong when you billed 25 hours in a week and had dinner at 1am on three consecutive weekday nights. the lights are on, and someone is finally home again.
that's why on friday night i actually passed up an invite to cubbyhole. i went home and watched the new episode of south of nowhere, which is the most lesbo-tastic show on t.v. at the moment. which reminds me that mrs. ellen degeneres (portia de rossi) is on nip/tuck this season and will be knocking boots with joely richardson. october cannot come soon enough.
the rest of the weekend consisted of watching tv, saving all my cd's to transfer to my ipod, eating and a pedicure.
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