Saturday, April 03, 2004
Saturday
I get home and she says to me, "We're going to dinner," as if there can be no argument.
So we get dressed and drive. We sit down in the wooded dining area, full of old suits of armor and dull swords, and I think that I am glad that I am in this place with this girl because none of the other girls, not one of them, not all of them together, are worth this place with its perfectly old wood and heavy silver and fish without any of that fishy flavor and even a bit of almond crunch to it.
And we order everything we could ever want to eat, then we eat it, proving that stupid cliche wrong. And Jessica speaks in the Russian accent of that woman she knows, and I laugh without thinking, and for those moments our lives are not much different than any depicted on the pictures on the walls, than any of the other people sitting.
So we get dressed and drive. We sit down in the wooded dining area, full of old suits of armor and dull swords, and I think that I am glad that I am in this place with this girl because none of the other girls, not one of them, not all of them together, are worth this place with its perfectly old wood and heavy silver and fish without any of that fishy flavor and even a bit of almond crunch to it.
And we order everything we could ever want to eat, then we eat it, proving that stupid cliche wrong. And Jessica speaks in the Russian accent of that woman she knows, and I laugh without thinking, and for those moments our lives are not much different than any depicted on the pictures on the walls, than any of the other people sitting.
