corie and i played our first league game today at eight rinks in the old guy hockey league...it's actually a good league but i need a little gym time to get going in this new season of hockey....i was hurtin' out there today. i scored a shitty goal and a reasonably good goal but in the end it wasn't enough...we lost 6-4.... i'll be visiting the gym tomorrow to work on my ankle, which has been feeling a little better, and to ride the bike and work the treadmill..i am so outta shape it's pathetic...
good times.
when i got home i had a few grand plans for the rest of my day...i had a can of tuna and some ritz crackers....then a bowl of cheerios....i had been feeling shitty due to running out of clairtin...but i took one and thought it would all be good...then i started feeling worse...and super sleepy...so i decided i should get outta the house.
i thought i'd walk over to Mintage, check it out, so i packed my bag and had a great plan to end up eating some food downtown while ignoring people with my ipod on...maybe thai food at the beach...nice.
what actually happened was...i ended up at Richard Kidd, a fancy pants clothing store that was originally on 4th ave and called 24. i had a long, maybe too long, conversation with a woamn there-who i think may be the owner or sumptin, about art and Kaws and toys etc...half the time i had no idea who and what she was talking about...either i'm fuckin' stupid or it's just all bullshit. she may have a couple of toys i want/need so i may go back and see if she's willing to part with them...i'd steal them from her except they're numbered and the police would be able to track me down so....bad idea overall...
i left there and headed to Mintage...nice store with the exception of the dry cleaning smell...and really, i guess i'm just not that much of a vintage clothing fan anymore...cool stuff, stinky store...
i ended up back on water street and in front of One of a Few...a store started by a woman who used to work at the Block clothing store...i saw a woman i have been working with, indirectly...emily. she's a handful apparently...which i only know because we share the same hairdresser...such gossip...although she did say today that she was hungover which seems to fit her profile...very nice woman....gut feeling=trouble...i like her...
then i ran into sandwich. he was on his way to the white spot for a family dinner...i like that guy too....
then i decided i had had enough and so had my stomach...my fine dining from earlier had and has come back to haunt me....there's trouble down there...i need a little sit down i think....
and low and behold i'm now watching NFL football....there really must be something wrong with me...
i feel shitty mom...
g. xo
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