I was waking up and going back to sleep for most of the morning. I was pretty much trying to outsleep Aaron, 'cause I didn't really wanna wake up at the same time and then have to battle for the bathroom. But then I realized that the quickest way to avoid that was to just wake up while he was still asleep.
I decided that today was the day to get a few things done at a leisurely pace. Writing that fucking paper was out of the question, so I decided to do some shopping. Boxers were at the top of my list (which makese sense, becuase, as it was, I had less pairs of boxers than there were days in the week, and I do laundry once a week; do the math), and I figured I could get those at the nearest clothing store (that's what you call stores that sell clothes, right?) However, the closest outlets to my dorm are all the high-end ones on Newbury street.
So it was time for a trip to the Prudential Center, which I hadn't been to since eighth grade. It was a nice day out - probably the best day since I've been here - so I hiked through Copley Square, which is a cool spot with a lotta nice buildings (and a Bank of America, lucky me).
In the Prudential, I checked out the Game Stop right by the entrance - the Game Stop where I got that Dreamcast RF switch all those years ago - and was saddened to find no PSone games. There were, however, plenty of used DVDs for cheap. Though it seemed like big selection, I wasn't interested in anything just then. The EB Games upstairs didn't have any PSone games, either, and a small DVD selection as well.
Further in a found a Barnes & Noble, and figured it would be a good opportunity to make use of that $50 dollar gift card - which I still can't believe I got just for being in choir. I bought 100 Bullets: The Hard Way, the first three volumes of Dr. Slump, and the first volume of Lupin III for kicks. And DID YOU KNOW that the biggest inspiration for the Lupin manga's style is Sergio Aragones? It's very apparent when you see it.
Then I found a watch place - Fucking Classy Watches, or something - so I figured I'd get my watch battery replaced, as my watch still believed that it was 4:40 on the 4th. While I was waiting I stepped outside and found a RosettaStone both. So you know, RosettaStone is a language-learning program, with versions available for 28 different languages. That's were I met awesome elder #1, Al Chase the salesguy. He was probably my dad's age, and as I thought about it, he seemed almost exactly like my dad's friend, Peter, in appearance, voice, and demeanor. He asked what school I went to and what I was studying, and what languages I was interested in. I told him I was studying theatre at Emerson, but I might consider switching to film, and that I was equally interested in Spanish and Japanse. He said Emerson's a wonderful school for theatre, mentioned that the Kendall Theater shows all kinds of a foreign and independant movies, and "hajime mashite".
He liked the cut of my jib (he didn't say that, but I expected him to), and mentioned that he, some guys, and his Mexican sidekick - who was present most of the time - were going to see The Constant Gardener at the Kendall, and that if I wanted to come along they'd be leaving around 9. I said I'd think about it. He gave me a demo CD and his number, and said that if I order any of the programs through him, shipping would be free.
I went and picked up my watch, and gave the goodlooking fucker twenty bucks, because I guess that's how much it costs to put a battery in a watch, now. After that I got fucking expensive jeans (at The Gap, no less) and two pairs of boxers and headed back to Beacon.
On the way, I saw a sign advertising an "alley sale" a moving family was hold that was taking place between Marlborough Street and Commonwealth Avenue. I followed the blue tape-arrows to the alley, a very nice alley,
where I met awesome elders #2 and #3, whose names I never got. #2 was running the show, and I guess #3 was just a friend of hers. #2 offered me a piece of raisin bread that #3 had made, and I conceded that it was damn good, and that I'd buy it if it were for sale. I said that it was a very nice alley,
and #2 told me to take a look inside the house ajoined to the alley, that I'd probably appreciate it, too. It was a nice old back bay apartment, probably quite expensive.
When I asked why she was moving, she said she didn't like the new landlord.
I left with a two dollar set of speakers (which work like a two dollar set of speakers, but it was worth a shot), a two dollar copy of The Gentle Art of Verbal Self-Defense by Suzette Haden Elgin, and a Wonder Woman pillbox she let me keep for free.
Shortly after I got back and got comfortable, I started hearing the wet slap of water droplets. I looked over and saw a puddle in front of the door, into which droplets were still falling. Aaron told the guy at the desk, and now we have a guy taking care of the problem.
That brings me to now.
No comments:
Post a Comment