2004-01-15 - 9:43 a.m.
seriously, iggy was watching out for me this morning.
guess who almost fainted on the subway from being hungover? yep, me. i asked some lady if i could sit down as my legs started to buckle and my entire body was coated with a thin layer of icy cold sweat. i have a somewhat hearty constitution and am not a "fainter" so this freaked me out. the lady that let me sit was so nice. she is an art professor at suffolk and after she let me sit she complimented my pants and then chatted with me all the way to her stop. i think she wanted to keep me alert and talking, it was adorable and kind and i'm always so surprised by true human kindness.
then i got off the subway, and there was some religious group giving out free krispy kremes. i totally took one and ate it and i'm probably going to die like jonestown, but i don't care. it kept me from barfing in the streets of harvard square on my walk to work. i'm glad i didn't barf, because it totally would've frozen.
repeat after me: vivakate, you are not a rockstar. you are not a rockstar.
i have no business being so drunk on a weds night. i have no business being still drunk today. i have no business annoying my friend on the phone with my inane babble. i have no business chatting it up with a subway singer and requesting al b. sure. i have no business buying essence magazine in the subway station b/c mary j. was on the cover. i have no business drunk im-ing with a guy i hardly know and being so fucking forthright when he asked me questions. i have no business talking to deb until 4am.
the only business that is important right now is the egg sammie i'm going to get downstairs in a moment.
