Nekomimi Lisa (lisagoddess) wrote,
Nekomimi Lisa


I packed the cini-roll in my bag, but it didnt get eaten for many hours. Instead, I met my friend Bob from Jersey out in front of my building. Poor sick thing! Was sooooo ill. I told him he shouldnt have come, especially since he had to work at 7am the next day. He was mega cheerful though and proceeded to give me a huge bear hug and explain how he didnt want me to think he was avoiding me, using sickness as an excuse. I offered to buy him drugs, but he insisted on dealing with the sniffles au natural.
The boy still hasnt grown out of the raver era quite yet, sporting a t-shirt and large pants. Shaggy hair and a little blonde goatee. He and Jessica (from New ORleans)must have made a lively couple. The first thing that needed to happen was a trip back to kinkos. I was obsessed with uploading all the Jpegs to my website. As you know, though, from all the holes and corruptness and jibberish, i wasn not successful. i could even load up the pics in photoshop, but they just were not emailing!! i was frustrated and after 45 minutes, or so, Bob started to grow restless and I was not answering his 100 questions about everything while uploading cause i was so frustrated. I said much profanity and we took off for dinner. Chez Bernard of course. The waitress Sandra was happy to see me back. She asked about Adam and mentioned that Bernard was selling the restaurant. I was sooo sad, and Bob shared the sentiment. He was enjoying the quaintness in the middle of Soho. I had my usual goatcheese salad, and he ordered th monkfish. Sandra recommended the most wonderful, light red wine for the meal. Of course, I cant remember what it was, but it went perfectly with everything, even if i was having just a salad. The wine did go right to my head and I didnt even realize that 3 hours had passed by, sitting there talking. "Is this a date?" Bob asks. His blue eyes were playful through the sickness. I told him i suppose it could be so. We left it there.
It was finally time to leave. Here I am thinking im directing us uptown, (I even accidentally directed some poor man in the wrong direction towards Spring St. while munching on that cini-roll) when all of a sudden...hmm smoke. Hmmm, police. Wait...thats a mangled building! Holy crap, thats the WTC..or whats left of it. We were right there, behind the barricades. You could see the whole thing...smoke, people lifting up rubble. The horrible smell of burnt dead and planes and terror. Awful awful. And the worst thing was, there were tons of people standing around video taping! Some were pointing in not quite unhappy wonder. I couldnt believe it! The scene was just a billion times worse that watching it on TV...not so much the pictures, but the livemess..the mood. Overwhelming and appauling! I was carrying my camera with me, but there was no way in hell id ever tape that. (Better pics on Tv, if nothing else!) This just was not a tourist event. This was a tragedy. Not a place of wonder. Not somewhere to walk your dog. UGha! I felt like slapping the cameras out of peoples hands. We were standing, looking at the twisted wall, and I scoped to my left to see a familiar face: Pablo from RMD. He was strapped into a back brace. "Ive been working on 12 hour shifts, volunteering. Frank let me have a week's leave to help out" I was very impressed and this cheered my mood and distracted me from the tragedy tourists. His face was tired and depressed, but he managed to smile.
We found a subway uptown to 34th street, where Bob could catch his train to Jersey. I was apologizing for the trek taking so long, and even more about ending up near the WTC. What an accident! We just made it just in time for his train...otherwise he'd have been sitting at the station until 5:30 am. We went outside so he could smoke a quick cigarette. He asked me to call and I said I would. And I will. As a friend.

I found the A train home. So tired. Fell asleep on the train to wake up one stop before mine. Thank goodness! What an adrenaline rush to think you missed your stop and now you will have to wait for yet another train to get back at 3am. The bus came after only a 5 minutes wait. I passed out less than 10 minutes after I stepped into my apartment.

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