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So yeah, this has been a crazy, CRAZY week. Moving in was something, but it's over. We're all settled and happy in our hot new apartment. Mike Halas is the best. In a strictly platonic way. Ahem. The recent events have shook me up quite a bit. Going to the funeral was the best/worst thing I've ever done. Chris's family was so touched that all of us came all the way out to Phoenicia, New York (right outside Woodstock, way up there) for the service. It was a lot more difficult for me than I'd anticipated. I've always been one to roll with the punches, never really get riled up, and never ever ruffle my feathers. I was a total wreck. I still feel like everyday is still really sad. I don't really feel like this, ever so I'm not really sure how to do it. I've been keeping my head up, and a smile on my face because that is just how I've gotten used to being. I feel like people look to me to be the strong one, and I'm not at all used to looking for strength in someone else to help myself. I haven't really found that anyway. On op of it all, my Uncle Alex passed away on Monday, the same day as Chris's funeral. Alex was the greatest. He did amazing wood work, and use to take me down to his studio in Chelsea to play with wood. He will be missed by many. None of this feels real. Very strange. I don't like it one bit.
On a much lighter note, I worked at the Paradise last night, and Blackout Bar is beginning to be sponsored by Puma, which means...Reba might get some free kicks! SCORE! Tonight I work my first night behind the bar for the Guided by Voices show, and tomorrow is the party at the club. My friend Megan that I went to see John Mayer with, and her roommate are going to come along with Mike and myself, and perhaps Miss Merrin. Can't wait.
On a much lighter note, I worked at the Paradise last night, and Blackout Bar is beginning to be sponsored by Puma, which means...Reba might get some free kicks! SCORE! Tonight I work my first night behind the bar for the Guided by Voices show, and tomorrow is the party at the club. My friend Megan that I went to see John Mayer with, and her roommate are going to come along with Mike and myself, and perhaps Miss Merrin. Can't wait.