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42.
it’s hard to get my fingers around how i’ve been feeling lately.
if you imagine an immense, looming question mark made out of smoke (perhaps even with an indolent caterpillar with a hookah sitting underneath)
- I think that’s pretty close.
as I was telling aviva and jenn the other night, this month has been filled with sweeping changes all around me to the people I care about but
for once, I am static. there’s affect but not effect.
(+/-) aviva is moving down to nyc this weekend. I’m sure she’ll do well, but now what was 4, and then 3, is now 2 left in our lady gang.
so it goes.
(+/-) s. left for austin about a week ago. I have no doubts that he’ll fit in down there easily - but I just hope he takes care of himself and resists the pull of the hipster e-validated life.
(+) I have made quite a few good dj contacts, all ladies, in the past few weeks.
in addition to spinning at compact next tuesday, I may be spinning a few fridays at zuzu’s next month too.
(+/-) nma is leaving for s.f. on the 1st. he was a big part of my decision to move back to boston and I still respect and care for him so, so much.
he once told me (when I was very drunk, young, and foolish) that sometimes, when we look back at our lives, we are most proud of the things that we did not do.
I am immensely excited for him and I know he’s taking the right step, but I hope we don’t have to have thousands of miles separating us for too long.
this weekend is going to be tough.
(+) well, it’s official. there are pose-able “Where the Wild Things Are” figurines on my shelf and 500 night rally/clickers records on my floor;
ben moved his stuff in wednesday. he really doesn’t take up that much space… and his arty clutter just makes it look like someone actually lives in my apartment, since I have minimal belongings and OCD cleaning tendencies.
we’re having a little housewarming on saturday the 3rd, everyone is welcome to come.
(sidenote - I forgot yesterday that you don’t actually have to make plans to go out with someone when you already live with them, I swear I’ll get the hang of this eventually.)
(?) for any of you going to falmouth tomorrow, I need a co-pilot! or passengers! I don’t want to pimp the zip by my lonesome!
k. that’s all for now. I hope to have a chill night at home tonight filled with unpacking, writing, dj practice, and possible cookie baking.
it’s hard to get my fingers around how i’ve been feeling lately.
if you imagine an immense, looming question mark made out of smoke (perhaps even with an indolent caterpillar with a hookah sitting underneath)
- I think that’s pretty close.
as I was telling aviva and jenn the other night, this month has been filled with sweeping changes all around me to the people I care about but
for once, I am static. there’s affect but not effect.
(+/-) aviva is moving down to nyc this weekend. I’m sure she’ll do well, but now what was 4, and then 3, is now 2 left in our lady gang.
so it goes.
(+/-) s. left for austin about a week ago. I have no doubts that he’ll fit in down there easily - but I just hope he takes care of himself and resists the pull of the hipster e-validated life.
(+) I have made quite a few good dj contacts, all ladies, in the past few weeks.
in addition to spinning at compact next tuesday, I may be spinning a few fridays at zuzu’s next month too.
(+/-) nma is leaving for s.f. on the 1st. he was a big part of my decision to move back to boston and I still respect and care for him so, so much.
he once told me (when I was very drunk, young, and foolish) that sometimes, when we look back at our lives, we are most proud of the things that we did not do.
I am immensely excited for him and I know he’s taking the right step, but I hope we don’t have to have thousands of miles separating us for too long.
this weekend is going to be tough.
(+) well, it’s official. there are pose-able “Where the Wild Things Are” figurines on my shelf and 500 night rally/clickers records on my floor;
ben moved his stuff in wednesday. he really doesn’t take up that much space… and his arty clutter just makes it look like someone actually lives in my apartment, since I have minimal belongings and OCD cleaning tendencies.
we’re having a little housewarming on saturday the 3rd, everyone is welcome to come.
(sidenote - I forgot yesterday that you don’t actually have to make plans to go out with someone when you already live with them, I swear I’ll get the hang of this eventually.)
(?) for any of you going to falmouth tomorrow, I need a co-pilot! or passengers! I don’t want to pimp the zip by my lonesome!
k. that’s all for now. I hope to have a chill night at home tonight filled with unpacking, writing, dj practice, and possible cookie baking.