Cell phone's been working overtime to listen to Christmas songs next to my bed till I fall asleep so I don't get tempted to use up my battery up toIM 'Too Busy' at 11 o'clock like I've done every night since Tuesday when I came home to find my cracked window and my black cat that disappeared...waited up all night for the burglar, I put the dowel rod in sideways to see if he'd think that would make it easy to get in but then I stared at my Xmas lights until I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer and I fell asleep to the insturmental version of "Christmas is Here" from the Charlie Brown Christmas album.
Joined a new church, sort of after I took off my shoes and ran from the lights on 34th street to find my phone I left ,turns out by a couple making out on a couch at holy frajoles then saw a church with flashing lights when I left there and figured it enough good luck that it was a sign that I should do something about ....There were no pews and a buffet table inside where I went, where the cross used to be and I called jenn to say there were for free rum and cokes by the sidetable and I could see the hot computer guy testing them out and welcoming people besides me in a leather jacket who later called my friend pretentious and who was later hated by Jenn. She told me this while she was drinking her third rum and coke.
Sat trying to make a conversation with 'AS' and tried to stay still while he told me about some writer I forgot who, who came up and drank with them at One World Cafe I tried to listen and say something like, "Didn't that guy write a book? Was he passing through on his way to a book tour?" or, "Yeah did I tell you Ralph Nader came to speak at our schooL? So did the vice-president of Argentina" and "No, not the current vice-president from Argentina, the one from like 1994." But I still got "Are you ADD?" from AS again and I left my swivel chair to spin by itself and I went up and over to the buffet table I mixed the caesar salad hard while I dumped more than Arielle needed of it onto a black plate with cranberry quinoa on the side. I took a break, folded my arms in front of my chest and asked a teetering drunk woman if she'd consider leading us to the top of the steeple just to get away from AS and to keep from going around and around on repeat the things he said. It took some thinking on her part because she was busy giving Jenn and Arielle and the rest of them who cared a tour of the computer space which was where the pulpit used to be, but then she came around when she saw me with my arms still crossed, leaning against a renovated beam with a "I'm still waiting" look, for her to make a move, pointed towards the staircase and we climbed up in the dark. Stupid AS. I let them think I was gone and that I hated AS as they smoked outside downstairs on the steps after they came back down three narrow flights from the steeple, in front of the glass door that replaced the crank doors with the brass clapper that used to be church-like . While up at the top of the steeple I kept one leg hanging outside the unfinished open window with the cork board siding, listened to Bruce Springstein, pretended that I left all them, fuck them went to Detroit, and wished I'd pretended to be smoking too but no I smoked two and a half mediums for real...
Tested out Tom's record player for 50 bucks with my hands in my jacket the whole time cause they didn't have the heat on and then i looked into his eyes and saw that they really were blue, just like he said and just like 'Too Busy's'. Over the phone when I asked Tom if I could pay for the record player, the two amps, the speaker cords, the turntable all with a check he asked me what color eyes I had and I said brown and he said that meant bad luck and that I couldn't be trusted but I guess he changed his mind. He took my check and threw in a free "45-"It don't come easy" record by by Ringo Starr and since then I've bought a record every 3 days and listened to the last one , Emmy Lou Harris 's Xmas album until I knew all the words to "oh Christmas is a comin'".
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