Holy Crap Man
It has been a busy couple of months. Obviously the journal has fallen by the wayside, and it will most likely continue to do so. Still... I don't want to pronounce it dead just yet. Anyways, to summarize:
Awesome August things
-Trip to Chicago/Lollapalooza
-Mark's Wedding
-Beginning of Grad School/Meeting awesome folks at Grad School
Crappy August things
-Car accident (minor, yet expensive)
-NOT MUCH SLEEP
September has been chugging along as well, not quite as hectic. On Monday I was walking home from work (car was still in the shop at this point) semi-wistfully thinking on how this was around the time of year I went to see School of Seven Bells last year, and what a nice little trip that was, when... I hear a disembodied voice calling my name. I look around. "Is it God?" "Is it a bum who somehow knows my name rather than 'givemeadolla'?" No it's my friend Jordan from work, calling from her mini-van (I wasn't looking for a mini-van). Turns out she has a free ticket to Vampire Weekend in Holyoke. Crazy! So I go to the show with her and her friend Ken (who it turns out is a huge Steelers fan) and I hear stories about her travels, and Ken's band, and trying to keep up with music/cultural things whilst living an adult life, and the Steelers, and it's a great, totally-out-of-the-blue time.
Also looks like I'm going to be heading down to Princeton weekend after this one, and the art auction isn't too far off, and life is generally good.
Awesome August things
-Trip to Chicago/Lollapalooza
-Mark's Wedding
-Beginning of Grad School/Meeting awesome folks at Grad School
Crappy August things
-Car accident (minor, yet expensive)
-NOT MUCH SLEEP
September has been chugging along as well, not quite as hectic. On Monday I was walking home from work (car was still in the shop at this point) semi-wistfully thinking on how this was around the time of year I went to see School of Seven Bells last year, and what a nice little trip that was, when... I hear a disembodied voice calling my name. I look around. "Is it God?" "Is it a bum who somehow knows my name rather than 'givemeadolla'?" No it's my friend Jordan from work, calling from her mini-van (I wasn't looking for a mini-van). Turns out she has a free ticket to Vampire Weekend in Holyoke. Crazy! So I go to the show with her and her friend Ken (who it turns out is a huge Steelers fan) and I hear stories about her travels, and Ken's band, and trying to keep up with music/cultural things whilst living an adult life, and the Steelers, and it's a great, totally-out-of-the-blue time.
Also looks like I'm going to be heading down to Princeton weekend after this one, and the art auction isn't too far off, and life is generally good.