Saturday, October 25, 2008

Disco Nap, I love you.

In BA, I've learned that nothing gets kickin at night until at least 1 am. In the absence of something to do between the hours of 6 pm and 1 am, I have recently discovered the beauty of the Disco Nap.

What, you ask, is this amazing invention? Urban dictionary defines it as so:

"sleeping when ya got something goin' later on that you need to get ready for."

Taking advantage of the disco nap involves something like this:

Last night my roommates and I had plans with Amanda's cousin's wife's Dad's friend's son and his friend (she explained this to me several times and just had to repeat it for me again). After a trip to the grocery store, a chat with my fruit man and a session with CNN en espanol, I discovered that it was . . . 10 pm. With hours to spare before heading out, I curled up on my bed and shut my eyes. At 1 am, Amanda announced it was time to head out to meet the cousin's wife's Dad's friend's son. A few post-disco nap fist pumps and a change of clothes later and LISTO! I'm refreshed and ready to go out.

Of course we didn't get home until 5 a.m., so at the moment I could use a post-disco nap.

More soon! Miss you all a lot.

Julie





4 comments:

Eric Turkewitz said...

It's good to be Julie.

Unknown said...

You have a fruit man? Now you know you're part of the 'hood!

If you could somehow combine the fruit man and the late night disco, you'd really have something.

Eric Turkewitz said...

If you could somehow combine the fruit man and the late night disco, you'd really have something.

Like what? Dancing fruit?

Unknown said...

Perhaps her fruit man is a suave, latin, Jewish hunk. Did you consider that possibility? She's in BA, not Chelsea.

OK Julie, we need a pic of you with your fruit man.