« Previous Post | Main | Next Post »

Fuckin' Russia!

Filed under: Imported

The Rainbow grocery store in my neighborhood is like Russia. There's a pervasive air of desperation, pathos, and general clamoring for spoiled foodstuffs. They only keep three checkout lanes open at any one time, even during peak shopping hours, and the lines snake all the way back to the deli case. I frequent this store because it's a stone's throw from the bricks n' mortar Pussy Ranch, but my patience is dwindling. I bought a donut there this morning and the frosting had calcified into an impentrable saccharine mantle that crunched. Frosting should not crunch.

Enough bourgeoius angst: I had a blast last night with the imcomparable NordEast Blog Lit Club. They got me drunk, they gave me presents(!) and they enabled my strip club jones by taking me to the Deuce Deuce for the latter half of the evening. (A lithe brunette peeling off her Spandex  to "We Are All On Drugs" was a highlight.) All in all, it was a wonderful time and I shall be forever grateful. And judging by the way I feel this morning, forever hungover. WORTH IT.

Tonight I leave for L.A. (movie business fun!) and I'm scared witless or shitless or some variation thereof. Traveling alone is weird. The last time I went to L.A. alone, I was meeting Jonny for the first time. Now I'm returning as Mrs. Jonny. I'm going to miss him the first couple of days, but he's joining me on Friday, at which point we will set up camp at the Rainbow and reemerge on Sunday. Aging hair metal dudes + mobsters + '70s ambiance= fun.

Posted by Diablo Cody at June 22, 2005 2:00 PM

« POSTIN' RECORD, BITCHSNIFFERS! | Main | I'm still here, I swear. »