2.26.2008
2.13.2008
Its an ugly day
Bleak. Its been an eventful time though, since I came to Boston last night. I saw a free performance at Berklee, classical piano, cello and violin. I liked it alot, though obviously not as much as the experimental set I saw the night before. That was wonderful. After that Tyler, Ryan, Keanne, Paola and I went to Paola's friends house and hung there and played strange Brasilian instruments, listened to Lead Belly, and watched American Idol, something I've never done. We hung there till around midnight, which I didn't understand as being possible.
I crashed at Keanne's and we talked for a while about our brains, and the difficulties of living and finding reasons for everything especially when there isn't a good reason for anything right now. I went to bed around 2 or 3 and got up at 8. I saw Keanne off at the bus stop and abrubtly bumbed into my friend Robin who I haven't seen in at least two years, maybe more. She worked at the animal hospital and suggested I get a job there, which I just might apply for. No reason not to. Prepositions. I hung in her little office for about an hour and witnessed a janitor take extreme pleasure in peeing.
I'm killing time right now. I'm meeting with auntie Lee in three hours. I don't want to wake Lawrence up, buts its pouring out and I've been in this cafe for almost an hour. My friend Meg works here, and I thought she'd moved to New Mexico, but aparently that's been postponed. I couldn't get free coffee because her boss was sleeping on the couch. I'm not sure where I'll head after this. I might just walk to the pru and kill time. Its pretty raw out, but no big deal.
Later on I'm working with Lawrence at the bakery. Accross the street from Caitlin. It could be problematic, but I don't think so. She says she's over me and I'll just be hiding in the back. Not much else you can do. I wish I wasn't working there, but its the only work I've had in three months, a realisation that has been crushing me this past week. I've been home for three months.
I have a few leads in regards to work. Freelance, etc. Time is very slow. I'm emptying my studio on Friday. I need to lighten my load. I discovered some savings bonds I thought I'd already cashed, and have to figure out whether I should spend the money on a car, or a month in Italy. It really is a tough call. I should get out of here.
I crashed at Keanne's and we talked for a while about our brains, and the difficulties of living and finding reasons for everything especially when there isn't a good reason for anything right now. I went to bed around 2 or 3 and got up at 8. I saw Keanne off at the bus stop and abrubtly bumbed into my friend Robin who I haven't seen in at least two years, maybe more. She worked at the animal hospital and suggested I get a job there, which I just might apply for. No reason not to. Prepositions. I hung in her little office for about an hour and witnessed a janitor take extreme pleasure in peeing.
I'm killing time right now. I'm meeting with auntie Lee in three hours. I don't want to wake Lawrence up, buts its pouring out and I've been in this cafe for almost an hour. My friend Meg works here, and I thought she'd moved to New Mexico, but aparently that's been postponed. I couldn't get free coffee because her boss was sleeping on the couch. I'm not sure where I'll head after this. I might just walk to the pru and kill time. Its pretty raw out, but no big deal.
Later on I'm working with Lawrence at the bakery. Accross the street from Caitlin. It could be problematic, but I don't think so. She says she's over me and I'll just be hiding in the back. Not much else you can do. I wish I wasn't working there, but its the only work I've had in three months, a realisation that has been crushing me this past week. I've been home for three months.
I have a few leads in regards to work. Freelance, etc. Time is very slow. I'm emptying my studio on Friday. I need to lighten my load. I discovered some savings bonds I thought I'd already cashed, and have to figure out whether I should spend the money on a car, or a month in Italy. It really is a tough call. I should get out of here.
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