Subtle Revisions
Regardless of what else happens, when I see this sculpture change, it makes me very happy.
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Maybe It’s My Apartment, Maybe It’s My Beer
But between my drive home and now, my mood has vastly improved. I’ve felt somewhat discouraged for most of the evening, and I don’t know if there’s anything to be done about it. I’m grouchy all the time anymore. I seem to have these sharp spikes of absolute frustration and negativity, only to have them…
Coroporate Update
I got some files I need to update for the company site, but I’m not able to get a VPN connection from home. I’m tired, it’s past midnight, and Justin is trying on his end to get things working. Worse comes to worse, I’ll get up at 5 AM and see if our updates took….
Danny’s
We both made a pledge to only have two drinks. By the time we had our third drink, that rule pretty much bit the dust. We talked about relationships and love a great deal, and complained about our current state of "singleness." Good talks tonight. On the way home, Justin decided to christen a nearby…
Donnie Darko
I mentioned that Justin’s new hoodie made me see him as Donnie Darko. In the most positive, savior-of-the-world sort of way possible, that is.
After Work: Drinks, Pizza
Justin, good friend that he is, convinced me that I should just leave at 6:30 PM. I had more I wanted to do, but he argued me away from the computer, and my night was all the more fun because of it. We took a cab to the Bucktown area, and stopped off at a…
Well…
Another day with little to show. I did some cleaning around the house, and have just kept the place from turning into a hazard. Clean isn’t the right word here… I’ve pulled things back from nasty would be more accurate. It’s not even 10 PM yet, but I think I’m going to call it a…
A Sharp, B Flat: The Goonies Support Network
I got into an IM chat with Jeremy (aka Wyndom Earle) last week. Or was it two weeks ago? At any rate, he had seen my entry about the Goonies and we commiserated. :) Wyndom Earle: I saw in your blog you wrote someting about goonies Wyndom Earle: the a sharp b flat thing Portnoy:…
Today Was Not A Day
Well, not in the classical definition, anyways. Today was less a day, and more a series of naps strung together by brief periods of consciousness and channel surfing. I’m absolutely serious about this. All I did was sleep. Every time I thought about getting up and maybe cleaning the place… meh. Here’s where I was…
Uh, Wow.
Justin and I had a drink after work. By the time I got home, I had some food and promptly fell asleep on the couch. Didn’t realize I had fallen asleep until the next morning. :|
Ugh
Tonight’s the earliest I’ve been home in a while. Anymore, my apartment feels like a temporary pause between workdays. Everything here is a wreck, and it’s not going to be until the weekend that I can even begin to start cleaning the place up some more. I’ve had a beer, and that’s saving me from…
Again
I missed seeing Joe again. He was heading to a local mexican place after work. Justin and I went there around 5:30, sat at the bar and got into a fairly deep, heavy converastion. Next thing I know, it’s closing in on 7, and I decide I have to get back to work. Crap. I…
One Stone
by Felix Jung To find the perfect size, think bigger than a ring, smaller than a plum. Rub it with your thumb right before the throw. Close your eyes, and feel the wind. Hear the sound of one, then both their bodies falling.
Writing Again
It’s not huge, but it’s a start. Matt and I got back on our writing schedule, and tonight hailed the first exchange of poems. For the month of September, we’re keeping the requirements to five lines total. Next month, we bump it up to nine lines. Earlier tonight, I was frustrated with the prospect of…
Bad Sign
I dropped Ben off at his house, and walked in the door about 20 minutes ago. The first words out of my mouth, to absolutely no one (expect perhaps my cat) was: What the fuck? It’s 2:30 AM? Gah. Justin and Ben kept up these crazy sort of hours, back at the very beginning of…