The other night I dreamt of being lost on the subway in New York City, a place I haven’t visited since early 2005. In the dream, I was surprised to learn that the 1-9, which I used to ride waaay uptown to the apartment my brother shared with his girlfriend (who is no longer his girlfriend, actually. Her last name had the word Music in it, isn’t that awesome?), no longer connected north & south Manhattan. I was gonna have to change trains a billion times to reach my destination. I remember that it was wintertime, everyone was all bundled up, & thinking “How does Courtney do it, manage to get around?” bc the new subway map looked so confusing & complicated, @ least 2 me. I was wearing The Dress of Disgrace @ the time.
As far as I can recall, I’ve never been lost on the NYC Subway. But I have on the Paris Métro. Very unhappy times. I had absolutely no idea where I was, not just geographically speaking : P Like I totally know now, ha. Anyways, it was also probably a kinda dangerous situation, but of course you don’t consider such things until later. I was crying, everything was spinning (Anoche me acosté y todo daba vueltas menos mi corazón, says a friend’s screen name. Last night I went to bed & everything was spinning except my heart. LOLz. He’s 15, ok, STFU. He's also like a TOTAL ~st0ne fox~, I fell head over heels when I saw him, I couldn't wipe the Cheshire Cat Grin off my face. So I corrected the spelling mistakes in his screen name) but somehow I texted Eugenia, who luckily managed to guide me back to hers.
“Lost in a Paris nightclub”, Kahimi Karie. Hm…Don’t think so. But I did get kind of lost on the way to Le Paris Paris. Rather, I...lost the club. Couldn’t find it. I knew the street (Ave de L'Opéra) & which corner it was supposed to be (across from a bank?) on but...it just wasn’t there dude, I’m srs. I thought “What if it’s like those places that only show up @ certain times & 4 certain ppl?” Like the Room of Requirement in Harry Potter or the bookstore in The Neverending Story. I went once with Eugenia & Baptiste, one of my best nights in Paris. After having wine with Andrés near République. I missed that night for the rest of my trip. Anyways the girl guarding the bathroom @ Paris Paris was soOoO pretty, I was like SALUT TU EST TRÈS JOLIE (I said this 4real). She had blood red lipstick, it was LOVE. Then I tried to go again with Yael but we couldn't find it so we went to Le Marais, & this couple of lesbians came & asked us if we were lesbians. Also I tried to go alone one night but I couldn't find it either. So I got on the vélib (public transport bicycle) & rode back to home (Quai de la Loire), wasted, losing a scarf with ~deep sentimental value~ in the process. DOUBLE FAIL. I came to the conclusion that the club isn’t open every weekend when summer is approaching & I hope I’m right bc otherwise it means I am a gigantic retard.
“Lost in the supermarket”, The Clash.
I think of it every time it’s my turn to do the groceries. It reminds me of Nyssa as well bc she liked. & I texted it to Andrew one time he was @ the store while I waited for him at the St Paul métro. Condensed milk in a tube plz.
“Lost in the K-Hole”, the Chemical Brothers.
I had no idea K-hole actually meant something & was not Chemical Babble, but Whitney recently enlightened me: Ketamine hole, “but a k-hole can be anytime you are tragically stuck & cannot quite get out...” DUDE, I KNOW ALL ABOUT THOSE LAST ONEZ. But I’m not in a K-hole right now…nope… : ) Chemical Bros to me is Marcia bc I went to the concert with her (tragic experience, 4 another post), Dandy, 2005, Fernando Peña (this has an explanation), my radio class with JPT...
Richey Edwards (yes, I can find a way to mention him in EVERY POST) liked a band called Subway sect, especially the song “Nobody’s scared”. & now I gotta go get my sins absolved...
