dramatic pause
Attempting a return to normalcy. A million pounds lighter, still just as frustrated.
Starting to play catch up on the all the IOUs I've handed out over the last month to teachers, work, friends, and myself. I really haven't the slightest idea what to do right now. Even with this list in front of me.
Weekend was insane. After a week of self inflicted psychotic meltdown I checked out unfair. The work was great and the acts threw it down, just the beginning to a night of Dunkel inspired madness. I feel like an old man with all of these younguns coming up. It's a good crowd though.
The gallery show went off, the sound on my piece took a dive, which sucks since it really pulls it all together. I'm sick of digital, I'm gunna throw this laptop off a cliff... no, I really won't. Had dinner with my folks which was generally awkward. Dan broke a bottle of Scotch in my car and off we went to Joel's. Mayhem. Loud tunes, dance squad, and a Newcastle keg; my college wet dream. Lost track of that one and had to wake up early to have lunch with my parents before they left, bleh. Much love to Ryan, Christine, and Ralph for coming up and for the 2am hip hop chicken.
As my love affair with higher education dwindles I realize that I'm right where I was before she appeared.
Starting to play catch up on the all the IOUs I've handed out over the last month to teachers, work, friends, and myself. I really haven't the slightest idea what to do right now. Even with this list in front of me.
Weekend was insane. After a week of self inflicted psychotic meltdown I checked out unfair. The work was great and the acts threw it down, just the beginning to a night of Dunkel inspired madness. I feel like an old man with all of these younguns coming up. It's a good crowd though.
The gallery show went off, the sound on my piece took a dive, which sucks since it really pulls it all together. I'm sick of digital, I'm gunna throw this laptop off a cliff... no, I really won't. Had dinner with my folks which was generally awkward. Dan broke a bottle of Scotch in my car and off we went to Joel's. Mayhem. Loud tunes, dance squad, and a Newcastle keg; my college wet dream. Lost track of that one and had to wake up early to have lunch with my parents before they left, bleh. Much love to Ryan, Christine, and Ralph for coming up and for the 2am hip hop chicken.
As my love affair with higher education dwindles I realize that I'm right where I was before she appeared.