The death of the party
7:45 p.m. & Sunday, Sept. 05, 2004
J scored big today. In our back-to-school shopping marathon he acquired jeans, cargo pants, shirts, and two pairs of shoes. I didn't really mean to buy anything for myself, but I couldn't resist a pair of Italian burgundy suede d'Orsay pumps. So pretty! And only $50! Love. Yesterday I argued with a cranky Gemini. Doesn't like my movie choices, isn't interested in the restaurants on my "really, really want to try" list . . . remind me again why he wanted to go back to being my boyfriend? He claims I'm not boring, but also claims I'm not interested in anything. I have my limits, yes. I don't love video games or televised poker. I've had enough of "parties" at bars where the other patrons are in their early twenties. And correct me if I'm wrong, but I do not believe a person can be said to be "having a party" if the person's friends have to pay a cover and then pony up for drinks and food too. Is this what passes for a party these days? Whatever happened to actual parties, where a host provides food and beverage, and the guests show up with a nice bottle of wine or a fancy box of little pastries from a good bakery? Also, I've had MORE than enough of "parties" where the first person we see is his ex-girlfriend and I have to suck it up and make nice. To me, this seems eminently understandable. So no, these few things do not interest me. But a hundred-and-one other things do. For starters, just for starters, I'm interested in: museums of all kinds the zoo the aquarium botanical gardens neighborhood/ethnic festivals plays concerts firework displays neighborhood tours baseball games new restaurants picnics sitting and reading together by the lakefront movies that make me think canoeing on the river taking a yoga class together board games and crossword puzzles learning to play golf re-learning to play tennis cooking classes/demonstrations checking out M_illennium Park playing in a fountain horseback riding browsing in bookstores wine/champagne/liquor/cheese tastings making my own beeswax candles afternoon tea cooking gourmet/ethnic grocery shops drooling over scooters wandering in and out of eclectic little shops curling up for an afternoon nap together going almost any place I've never been real conversation working on my chopstick skills an occasional night out dancing So *yawn* boring, I know.
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