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Pajama Party

Day 5
6 March 2006

Mondays are traditionally my “rest days.” My pajama days, when I can say “forget the shower” and lounge throughout Monday in my Sunday night apparel for as long as possible. And, in BC, that tradition lives on, with even more reason given the cold weather that discourages bathing and anything else that has to do with H2O.

Jeryc, Marichit, and Lex had gone back to NCR the night before, all arriving safely (based on the SMS’s I’d received today) and leaving me alone again, naturally, at the Phad. Since I’d (unnecessarily) stressed for a week before the big move, and kept myself busy making the Phad habitable before my weekend guests arrived, today was a welcome exercise in indolence.

After a long, drawn-out waking-up ritual and some time spent in morning prayer, I fixed myself brunch (i.e., the heated-up pancit and Tom Ka Gai of yesterday plus a piece of pan de sal) and then promptly devoured Jeffrey Steingarten’s The Man Who Ate Everything, which I read many years ago and decided to reacquaint myself with. His culinary adventures inspired me to finally contact Carina about my restaurant reveries, and she responded very promptly and encouragingly – will be seeing her next week when she comes up, to talk about possibilities and perhaps set out plans. I interrupted my reading with a couple of very comfy catnaps – the weather was consistently COLD throughout the day, prompting lethargy and blanket-snuggling – but managed to finish the book before sundown. But not before I was plagued by a lowland friend who begged that I talk to him about his latest “utterly devastating” romantic experience, which I eventually did – I dread to see how that very-many-minute conversation will be reflected on my phone bill (Snappy, I’m sending you the receipt!).

posted by Honey Oliveros @ 2:44 PM