been a long time

since i rock and rolled.

in every sense of the word.

and just now i looked at the homepage of the grey lady and there was a headline that read 'inflation rose in february' but i read it as 'infatuation rose in february' and yet i am not infatuated with anyone these days. in fact, if there was such a thing as negative numbers in infatuation, that's where i dwell.

and moms and i had a little exchange about make-up yesterday and how i should maybe apply some more some more (that's intended repetition, like your curls mister t) and on the subway i did what i abhor when i witness it: i took out my make-up kit and i put on lipstick (dior! j'adore!), a wee eye shadow, even mascara (did anyone but me and r.k.s. ever see that movie with natasha richardson and chris walken and he says, 'my father used to wear...ladies...mascara'? or maybe that's not the right quote, but if you know it, you know it. and that rep is similarly intentional, mister universe).

i keep thinking the sun is shining in the window behind me...it ain't. it's sleeting and cold today. and now it's time to dine. in every sense of the word.