my collapsable life
howdy folks!
been a long time. ive been reading journals, i promise. but ive been just hangin in the shadows. lurking and plotting and other spooky shit. so, you ready? . . .
i think went last we talked i was in an utterly miserable temperment. as i often am. part of it was actually hanging out with _beatonthebrat. why, you say? well, i had such a great time and now she is going to be moving to nc soon. and all of the sudden i got a really bad case of "what the fuck am i doing with my life" anxiety and was quite crazy for a while. because i miss my family. and i miss my friends. i miss trees and driving around in my car listening to really loud music late at night. i miss things that feel familiar.
so i went away for thanksgiving. train ride. would have been shitty but i had a really nice older gentleman sitting next to me the way down and he had some really intriguing stories about growing up black in raleigh before segregation and nine eleven (which are fantastic and i'll post later). train arrived at 5 on thanksgiving and no one was there. i bet it was a depressing image. i was clamouring off the train with my luggage and some trash to get to the bench to take the rainbow ribbon off my backpack. and for some reason i was very self-concious of this action. so i wandered about the parking lot and eventually, who appears? my brother driving my car. that was different. but dinner was nice. then a nice evening with jadeeyes1213, ivanafox and the fantastically danish all_dutch_to_me. some great quality time for the next few days with this crew. we hit up south point, we hit up some indian food in CH we hit up the new pride & predjudice and we hit up rent. then into the "city" to chill with electramyst, saigejupiter, gambitslady, precious_sprite and (gasp?!) mike crenshaw from the high school days! what a night!! pity i drove and couldnt get properly snookered but i made the best of it...
for the ride home my parents rented me a car to drive my shit up here. the ride home consisted of jackknifed tractor trailor blocking both north bound lanes of I95, wandering aimlessly around the rainstained autumn wilderness of northern durham and wake counties redfaced and bawling looking for the detour to the musical workings on my newest "muse" aquisition, very very mild traffic in DC at the drawbridge, easy sailing on the jersey turnpike, driving around mid town manhattan, easily 25 bucks in tolls, wrong lane through the midtown bridge meaning cruising the LIE and working my way back down queens blvd, unloading my shit with the much appreciated help of dame_nezumi, driving around for half an hour looking for a place to park, paralell parking an oversized SUV on 44th near the post office in a barely adequate space which took forEVer and then putting my futon together and putting my happy ass to bed. next morning, slept in`long enough to catch the morning rush hour, walked with the roomie to the still in-tact rental and took the effin BQE to the brookly bridge, got lost due to construction on the FDR highway, got lost due to construction downtown finally found the rental place and showed up to work late, without having eaten breakfast (my apologies to the roomie cos thats why i asked her along). but its all good.
work is going well. "it pays my way, but it corrodes my soul" but the people are nice so it makes the day less painful. but hopefully julie will come through with the tour company for me!!! ^______^ and hopefully i can help her get a job with the UN. i gotta do something interesting before my fat ass gets secretary sperad. gonna try and hook up with a former professor this week. ive been thinking of developing my thesis more and he is interested in it. he's teaching at queens college right now. i wouldnt mind teaching. id rather be acting. or drawing. or walking tourists around and getting mad tips. but wall street isnt so bad for now.
so what can we learn from this experience? people who drive in the city are OUT OF THIER MINDS. the muse has some AWSOME b-sides. my friends kick ass. my family rocks. my fouton is the shit. its nice to have shit. but the most important thing ive learned... i really dont think i can stay in this city forever. the myque forcast shows heavy myqueness in NYC for the next 2 to 5 years. it has been suggested that myque movement west to CA might be possible. if not, he may even leave the country like he keeps threatening. but until then, new york has that much time to convince me to stay. if not, i will collapse my life again and roll outta here.
Comics News Brief:
For What it Worth August and Spetember are available and beautiful. We thank you for you patronige. Golden Acorn Studios will be at HeroesCon 2006 in Charlotte (as soon as i have $100 for registration) so look for us there!! New comic for the website is up on dA. Thanks for your interest and have a Happy Holiday Season.
i will be in nc dec22-dec26
well that was great.... lets do this again sometime?
EDIT:
most of sunday that was not spent with my family celebrating the november birthdays was spent with the fantastic jason t garrett. it was like old times, chillin in kinko's, coffee at barnes and nobles and riding around in his honda civic. we stopped to look at his (and her) new apartment which only worsened the effect of the jessica visit (see above) and resulted in an unbearably painful departure the next day (see also above)
also, i am hoplessly addicted to oreos. i am out of control. i need help
also, i was gonna head out a long time ago but ive been listening to the audio tapes recorded at the jonestown mass suicide instead. again, i need help.
also, before the radiator was fixed this afternoon, i could see my breath in my room. regardless my feet are still cold...
been a long time. ive been reading journals, i promise. but ive been just hangin in the shadows. lurking and plotting and other spooky shit. so, you ready? . . .
i think went last we talked i was in an utterly miserable temperment. as i often am. part of it was actually hanging out with _beatonthebrat. why, you say? well, i had such a great time and now she is going to be moving to nc soon. and all of the sudden i got a really bad case of "what the fuck am i doing with my life" anxiety and was quite crazy for a while. because i miss my family. and i miss my friends. i miss trees and driving around in my car listening to really loud music late at night. i miss things that feel familiar.
so i went away for thanksgiving. train ride. would have been shitty but i had a really nice older gentleman sitting next to me the way down and he had some really intriguing stories about growing up black in raleigh before segregation and nine eleven (which are fantastic and i'll post later). train arrived at 5 on thanksgiving and no one was there. i bet it was a depressing image. i was clamouring off the train with my luggage and some trash to get to the bench to take the rainbow ribbon off my backpack. and for some reason i was very self-concious of this action. so i wandered about the parking lot and eventually, who appears? my brother driving my car. that was different. but dinner was nice. then a nice evening with jadeeyes1213, ivanafox and the fantastically danish all_dutch_to_me. some great quality time for the next few days with this crew. we hit up south point, we hit up some indian food in CH we hit up the new pride & predjudice and we hit up rent. then into the "city" to chill with electramyst, saigejupiter, gambitslady, precious_sprite and (gasp?!) mike crenshaw from the high school days! what a night!! pity i drove and couldnt get properly snookered but i made the best of it...
for the ride home my parents rented me a car to drive my shit up here. the ride home consisted of jackknifed tractor trailor blocking both north bound lanes of I95, wandering aimlessly around the rainstained autumn wilderness of northern durham and wake counties redfaced and bawling looking for the detour to the musical workings on my newest "muse" aquisition, very very mild traffic in DC at the drawbridge, easy sailing on the jersey turnpike, driving around mid town manhattan, easily 25 bucks in tolls, wrong lane through the midtown bridge meaning cruising the LIE and working my way back down queens blvd, unloading my shit with the much appreciated help of dame_nezumi, driving around for half an hour looking for a place to park, paralell parking an oversized SUV on 44th near the post office in a barely adequate space which took forEVer and then putting my futon together and putting my happy ass to bed. next morning, slept in`long enough to catch the morning rush hour, walked with the roomie to the still in-tact rental and took the effin BQE to the brookly bridge, got lost due to construction on the FDR highway, got lost due to construction downtown finally found the rental place and showed up to work late, without having eaten breakfast (my apologies to the roomie cos thats why i asked her along). but its all good.
work is going well. "it pays my way, but it corrodes my soul" but the people are nice so it makes the day less painful. but hopefully julie will come through with the tour company for me!!! ^______^ and hopefully i can help her get a job with the UN. i gotta do something interesting before my fat ass gets secretary sperad. gonna try and hook up with a former professor this week. ive been thinking of developing my thesis more and he is interested in it. he's teaching at queens college right now. i wouldnt mind teaching. id rather be acting. or drawing. or walking tourists around and getting mad tips. but wall street isnt so bad for now.
so what can we learn from this experience? people who drive in the city are OUT OF THIER MINDS. the muse has some AWSOME b-sides. my friends kick ass. my family rocks. my fouton is the shit. its nice to have shit. but the most important thing ive learned... i really dont think i can stay in this city forever. the myque forcast shows heavy myqueness in NYC for the next 2 to 5 years. it has been suggested that myque movement west to CA might be possible. if not, he may even leave the country like he keeps threatening. but until then, new york has that much time to convince me to stay. if not, i will collapse my life again and roll outta here.
Comics News Brief:
For What it Worth August and Spetember are available and beautiful. We thank you for you patronige. Golden Acorn Studios will be at HeroesCon 2006 in Charlotte (as soon as i have $100 for registration) so look for us there!! New comic for the website is up on dA. Thanks for your interest and have a Happy Holiday Season.
i will be in nc dec22-dec26
well that was great.... lets do this again sometime?
EDIT:
most of sunday that was not spent with my family celebrating the november birthdays was spent with the fantastic jason t garrett. it was like old times, chillin in kinko's, coffee at barnes and nobles and riding around in his honda civic. we stopped to look at his (and her) new apartment which only worsened the effect of the jessica visit (see above) and resulted in an unbearably painful departure the next day (see also above)
also, i am hoplessly addicted to oreos. i am out of control. i need help
also, i was gonna head out a long time ago but ive been listening to the audio tapes recorded at the jonestown mass suicide instead. again, i need help.
also, before the radiator was fixed this afternoon, i could see my breath in my room. regardless my feet are still cold...