catch up
part one will be my not so normal but still fun holiday break. for those of you who participated in this break or have already heard about it proceed directly to part two.
PART 1:
2 weeks approx.
gabe drove down in some crazy snowstorm and stayed for xmas.
met the folks, attempted to go downtown but failing.
sat in the ER for four hours on christmas.
realized that i was having an allergic reaction to my meds later that night while visiting his grandmother and aunts out by mt washington.
traded in bad med for good meds then drove to nyc.
get to brendan and ro's place and have a stupid fight with ro that leads to me sitting on the front stoop of the apt with nowhere to go.
drive for hours looking for a hotel.
find one in ct somewhere.
call joel in a desperate attempt to make things alright.
drive up to cooperstown.
turn into a zombie for 14hours.
realize that the fight was dumb but the fleeing was good.
gabe begins to get sick.
take down some forgotten equipment and get strange glares from well...everyone.
buy airline ticket home.
lose my hat :(
drive to boston.
spend the next day (31) in the ER for gabe who's illness is trying to take over.
wander the streets looking for somewhere with out a cover for midnight.
chill at this tiny bar and watch everyone play pool.
begin to think that brendan could be one of my very good friends.
take cab to gabe's - crash.
wake up and wander the city.
lost time.
flew home.
wrote lesson plans, a syllabus, and attempted to memorize lines.
applied for crappy part-time jobs.
wired the interweb to me room (yea i am now laying in bed its sooo gooooood!)
PART 2:
now i can cry on demand. crave has this long monologue that is exactly how i feel but i never seem to express it. feelings are very scary intense things. there is something that is dying to come out, but i just dont know it yet. i was going to write something upbeat here but now everything else seems insignificant.
you get mixed messages because i have mixed feelings
i feel i just feel
PART 1:
2 weeks approx.
gabe drove down in some crazy snowstorm and stayed for xmas.
met the folks, attempted to go downtown but failing.
sat in the ER for four hours on christmas.
realized that i was having an allergic reaction to my meds later that night while visiting his grandmother and aunts out by mt washington.
traded in bad med for good meds then drove to nyc.
get to brendan and ro's place and have a stupid fight with ro that leads to me sitting on the front stoop of the apt with nowhere to go.
drive for hours looking for a hotel.
find one in ct somewhere.
call joel in a desperate attempt to make things alright.
drive up to cooperstown.
turn into a zombie for 14hours.
realize that the fight was dumb but the fleeing was good.
gabe begins to get sick.
take down some forgotten equipment and get strange glares from well...everyone.
buy airline ticket home.
lose my hat :(
drive to boston.
spend the next day (31) in the ER for gabe who's illness is trying to take over.
wander the streets looking for somewhere with out a cover for midnight.
chill at this tiny bar and watch everyone play pool.
begin to think that brendan could be one of my very good friends.
take cab to gabe's - crash.
wake up and wander the city.
lost time.
flew home.
wrote lesson plans, a syllabus, and attempted to memorize lines.
applied for crappy part-time jobs.
wired the interweb to me room (yea i am now laying in bed its sooo gooooood!)
PART 2:
now i can cry on demand. crave has this long monologue that is exactly how i feel but i never seem to express it. feelings are very scary intense things. there is something that is dying to come out, but i just dont know it yet. i was going to write something upbeat here but now everything else seems insignificant.
you get mixed messages because i have mixed feelings
i feel i just feel