Skunkeye is irritable beyond belief today. No particular reason - although my stomach is still being problematic, its a crap Monday, the fire alarm keeps on going off, the Man is getting on my case, and I'm completely, hopelessly uninspired. When we were walking back into the building after being evacuated the first time, Essie told me that I'm walking like a man who just don't care no more. Sometimes Mondays are like that.
I did have a fairly nice weekend. The weather was pleasant for starters. On Friday my insides were feeling very acidy and I had to bail out on a reunion of sorts with junior high school mates. I ended up going out to dinner with my sister and her fiance and his folks at Cafe Asia in Rosslyn. Since I was not feeling well, it was not my scene - very loud and crowded and dizzying and I was feeling so ill I could barely look at - much less eat - sushi and besides, I don't think the food is very good there - a bit watered-down and bland for my tastes. We got seated in the VIP room which is a pretty sorry space. We ordered a lot of food, and every one was animated, but I just wanted to pass out. Not to be a jerk or anything but one would think with all the beautiful Asians out there, Cafe Asia could muster a more attractive staff. I'm so cranky today.
Skunkeye always jokes that L. Ron Hubbard is his cousin (we share a surname). The scientologists do seem to have it out for me, given some of my encounters. Which I will not go into detail about because I don't want no trouble. But dig this. My sister's fiance's father used to room with L. Ron Hubbard in the Dupont Circle area before he wrote Dianetics and all that crap. Turns out my sister's fiance's father, an engineer (and NOT a Scientoligist), inadvertantly invented the auditing machine used by Scientoligists! Creepy! Apaprently its a very simple device - he explained the physics - and he made the prototype for young L. Ron using tin cans and string. He had no idea....
Went on a lovely excursion with MJ yesterday. We pigged out at the all-you-can-eat buffet at Manila Cafe. It is not the best food and they didn't even have what we were really craving but it does the trick. Fuck South Beach. Also they have fresh buko (coconut) juice, which Skunkeye believes has great healing powers. It was kind of a cute scene there - a huge group of young Filipina lesbians were haveing a get-together, some butch, some girly. Did I mention the L-Wordis my new favourite show? I'm fascinated...sometimes I even dream about it. Then we went to Potomac Mills and I behaved myself. (Considering I bought three pairs of shoes last week, including a pair of yellow and brown Miu Miu brogues and eggplant-colored Prada dress shoes!) The only thing I really needed/wanted was a white belt and that's all I got. Oh, and also a paisley shirt. Skunkeye is so practical these days.
The last episode of Sex & the City kinda sucked. The Chinese take-out/adoption joke left me with a bad taste.
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