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Table for one

Monday July 12, 2004


 

I  decided to go out to breakfast by myself this morning.  I am at the breakfast place R and I use to go to, it feels really good to be able to go out to breakfast alone.  Perhaps I have been watching too much Sex and the City, (I am reminded of Miranda in one episode eating alone at a restaurant  after a breakup.  P.s. I refer to Miranda as the ghoul because in ever sex scene when the lighting is dim she looks quite ghoulish; funky teeth and dark circles under her eyes.)  Later today I have a dentist appointment then possibly tonight Net will come over again and we will start on the last DVD of season 3.  We have been going through the series like a chain smoker after really hot sex.  Our addiction has reached new heights.  Last night I picked up all the stuff I need to make Cosmopolitans so that we could drink Carrie Bradshaw's favorite drink while watching.  I have to admit it really is a good drink, lots of booze to get you a buzz fast but its still smooth and sweet going down.  Net and I got pretty schwilly and it felt good since I have pretty much been stone sober for almost two weeks now.  Felt good to fall off the wagon, even if I wasn't necessarily trying to stay on the wagon but just the fact that I haven't been smoking anymore due to throat/thyroid issues. 

I noticed in the last couple days that strangers have become increasingly more kind to me.  Yesterday a guy helped me with the cheap bags the liquor store gave me that kept ripping.  Today my waitress spent have the time I was there talking to me asking me about my journal, telling me about her sister who sounds very bohemian, even at sixteen, and other stories.   For a second I thought she might even sit down with me if she hadn't any tables.  To be honest I didn't feel alone- well not the experience I imagined because ever time she walked by my table she would stop to talk to me.  Have I become more approachable now that I am single?  Maybe my contentment is showing.  Odd how content I really feel, now I just have to address my eating disorder head on.  I borrowed a couple of my E.D. books to a girl at work, I need to ask for them back, I was doing well and had everything seemingly under control when I lent them to her.  I wonder if she has even bothered to read them, and if she did, did she pay any attention to the sections I had underlined that I felt directly spoke or related to me and my disorder. 

There are only three people in this section of the restaurant, myself included.  All of us are singles and all of the other singles are males in their forties and up and clearly all pros at eating alone.  Why did I ever think it was that hard?  I feel like a pro myself.  I think after here I will head over to the thrift store before going home- addiction lends itself to addiction.... Is this a saying I have heard before???

I had a really weird dream last night.  These large dragon flies with really huge mosquito like stingers were attacking my hamster  Star.  I kept pulling them off with tweezers but if I didn't get them off quick enough the stingers would remain stuck and then when I would pull out the stingers Star would cry and scream and there was lots of blood.  What does this dream mean? 

9:17 p.m.
The dentist went okay.. I have to get used to a new hygenist (my old one moved away) who warned me about the consequences of not flossing every day.  Once again I promised, and once again my intentions are renewed. On my way home from the dentist I talked with my mom on my cell whose response to me telling her that I need to floss more was that I shouldn't worry about losing my teeth, she has dentures and she just loves them and wishes she had all her teeth pulled out in her twenties.. She can't be serious!

R messaged me tonight, he found a house he is interested in (he is in the process of buying a new house) and wants to go out for dinner on Wednesday.   I told him I would call him after I got off work.
 

 

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