Aquarius 3° (January 24)
Paris, Day One of Sixty: We wake finish packing I pay the bill I swim for an hour we check out and I get a bunch of expenses taken off our bill and a free car to the train station. We aren’t allowed in the first class lounge even though we have first class tickets. Oh well. The class of service is good but there are two mole people sitting next to us. I shoot them looks but they’re too dense to pick up the clues. They are sexless gamers who seem to work for Sainsbury’s or something. Anyway the ride was quick and I had a chicken dish and some mousse and a few minis of red wine. We get to Gare du Nord and people are soliciting us for taxis before we even queue up in the official line, which is strange. Well, turns out there is a manifestation and most of the taxis lining up are refusing to take the majority of people in line anywhere. We convince a driver to do so and it takes ninety minutes and many tens of euros to get to the rue des Archives. We took on little walk on Rambuteau and grabbed some coffee for the morning and some wine and cheese and water and a baguette that we could snack on as we unpack. The rue Rambuteau has everything. A cheese shop, a fish shop, a butcher, great veg places, the perfect place to buy coffee. And so many traiteurs—a Greek one, an Italian one. And this one bakery that sells just savory foods with a second one that just sells sweets. We do so fully and are exhausted so we stay local and find Le Mangerie which was recommended to me by la fille de Normandie who works at The Grocery on Kingsland Road. It was terrible. Weird little tapas type things. We can’t figure out how to turn certain lights on and the television isn’t in working order either. We will send a note about these things and get them fixed.
I feel like I have bitten off more than I can chew. Last night ended with dinner with A. at Emile which was just a pop-up it turns out and will open with more permanent digs in Belgravia in March. Anyway we were talking about our real names and how Corbett comes from Corbet, b and v being one an the same, thus Corvet or Corveau. Anyway, it all translates to the raven which is the family crest. On my side Leone is lion which would be our family crest. We joked about how, when you put us together, you might come up with Corleone. A. asked what our family crest would be and S. said the funniest thing ever: The Other Shoe Dropping. I’m still laughing to myself about this it was hysterical. Days later I’ll still spontaneously crack up on the street such that people will think I’m psycho. I am feeling unreal waves of happiness. Like crazy happiness. I thought I was happy in London but nowhere near how I feel now. I forget how much I love Paris and how bright it makes me feel. I must remember this feeling. I am here for two months and it already feels like it won’t be long enough. I am fatter than I want to be and there is this amazing men’s shop we happen across called Plusque Parfait. I am determined to get this weight off by the time Spring rolls around when I can buy myself some beautiful things from the shop. I have a lot on my plate but I feel up to the task. We are getting a second room in the hotel in Venice. I can’t believe I’m finally going to Venice. The train ride is ten hours. We go from the Gare de L’Est? S. needs to send me my ticket so I have it on my phone. I will definitely stop eating like a giant pig for a couple days before we go. The beauty is we don’t have to think about anything. The LLBs will be the tour guides arranging everything. Even the second hotel room so that someone can get some sleep. I will take the crappier of the two rooms.
By Thursday I need to have my text boxes drafted so that I can tweak and send them over the weekend. We have decided that on our return from Milan that S. and I would go over the particulars. I am super happy that we decided to stay away. It has already been an incredible boon; and I am determined to sail this ship toward ultimate success. It is about getting out ahead of the curve and staying there. That has always been the trick; and now, with this offsite plan, I feel that I can really accomplish all that needs accomplishing. The pendant program itself is an entire world of business needing to be accomplished. We will be getting initial things from Guilia this week which is great. It really is hard to articulate this feeling and this need to put things into motion. Ideas dissolve like the landscape of a lucid dream every time I sit down to hammer things out. I have two and a half hours left today to make magic and put things into motion and to start my own factory roll out for the new year. It is still only January. There is no panic as everything will move forward and give me a break, people take vacations. Even when I go away on holidays I always bring my work with me. I have got to stop feeling guilty and afraid. I do what I do and if I can’t live with the consequences than I shouldn’t do it. It really is that simple. It’s time to grow up and in the process be kinder to myself on all levels which means not putting my body and mind through unnecessary stresses while at the same time forgiving myself for any overindulgences I do fall into.
To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree pointof the Sabian Symbol will be one degree higher than the one listed for today. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°, for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. There are 360 degrees spread over 365 or 6 days per year—so they near but not exactly correlate.
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