Letters
Last night of course was the usual stationtime/movietime (Ivan the Terrible Part 2 and Rushmore) routine. But at the station I talked to Matt, Becky, Sarah, and some other people and was invited to go see Spoon at Lupo's! Hurrah!
So today was me doing laundry and cleaning more and washing my floor so that my mother would be pleased enough to attend and then off we went!
Matt and Becky picked me up and after a few detours (to get his new sunglasses replaced and to pick up his GPS, Gwen Stefani, from his mother's workplace) we drove to Providence. Thayer Street first for Urban Outfitters, bubble tea, and falafel pockets! Then the concert. Opener = much such, I couldn't understand a word they said including what the band name was. But Spoon was really great.
Then we drove home after stopping in the mall to get drinks.
I am too tired to really write much about that... but it was fun times.
Also, I smoke three cloves throughout the duration of the trip which I think is something I should not have done... blah... now I smell like ashtray...
Anyways I got home and learned that my mother's creatnin (i can't spell btw) is at 7.9. which is shit. total shit. as when its in the 8 to 9 range she will have to get dialisis. and of course she is still going to maine, away from treatment etc. and still she has not gotten the little thingimibob in her arm for in case dialisis is needed... which takes a while to become ready to use. and oh fuckity fuck.
Then I went to sleep but I made the mistake of ruminating about it and then became angsty and my room became stuffy and sleep no longer seemed like a doable thing in my current state.
So... I ventured to the downstairs and computered and now I think I will sleep on the couch because it is more pleasant down here.
and oh fuck its already 3:30 blahhhhhh
So today was me doing laundry and cleaning more and washing my floor so that my mother would be pleased enough to attend and then off we went!
Matt and Becky picked me up and after a few detours (to get his new sunglasses replaced and to pick up his GPS, Gwen Stefani, from his mother's workplace) we drove to Providence. Thayer Street first for Urban Outfitters, bubble tea, and falafel pockets! Then the concert. Opener = much such, I couldn't understand a word they said including what the band name was. But Spoon was really great.
Then we drove home after stopping in the mall to get drinks.
I am too tired to really write much about that... but it was fun times.
Also, I smoke three cloves throughout the duration of the trip which I think is something I should not have done... blah... now I smell like ashtray...
Anyways I got home and learned that my mother's creatnin (i can't spell btw) is at 7.9. which is shit. total shit. as when its in the 8 to 9 range she will have to get dialisis. and of course she is still going to maine, away from treatment etc. and still she has not gotten the little thingimibob in her arm for in case dialisis is needed... which takes a while to become ready to use. and oh fuckity fuck.
Then I went to sleep but I made the mistake of ruminating about it and then became angsty and my room became stuffy and sleep no longer seemed like a doable thing in my current state.
So... I ventured to the downstairs and computered and now I think I will sleep on the couch because it is more pleasant down here.
and oh fuck its already 3:30 blahhhhhh