bain of my existence.
i could try and tell you about all the exciting adventures i've had over the past 2 months, but does anyone really want to read a harry potter length entry about the romanticism and mystique of berlin, dresden, karlovy vary, prague, and ostrava? i'm sure no one *really* wants to hear about being caressed and tickled by the light fingertips that is the California sunshine for two weeks straight. and who could give less of a shit about the fact that i did little more than bask in the reunion of the genuine and sweet as cider friendships that I left behind in the golden state during my time there? and how ultimately boring is it to return to new york for the stagnant routine of summer rooftop parties, bbqs, and free shows?! ew, I KNOW!
so i will just continue in the theme of my previous post: friends that i miss and love.
july's installment: Eric.
i met eric on my birthday last year. he was/is the best friend of a former fling (and since then, admittedly, transformed to good friend) that i was livid with that night for not getting me anything to celebrate my day of birth. i mean, i am hands down probably the most low maintenance girl you will never fall for, but REALLY who dates a girl for an entire month and does NOTHING for her birthday?! not even a DRINK! but that is not the point here. the point is, ironically, that the same dude i thought was a total chump for getting me nothing for my birthday (not even a DRINK! i mean how EASY is it to do that?! STRANGERS have done that!), actually got me the best thing for my birthday: a new best friend to add to my very select, exclusive, and adored group of people who earn such a valuable title in my life. i quickly learned that hanging out with eric is like taking a pleasant bath in an interactive wikipedia article. these hot bubbly conversations can range from anything from scientology (which is all we talked about that pleasant spring evening of 2k6) to electric guitars to the latest gossip you never thought you would really know about that random person that you never thought you would really know. eric quickly became the most adored if not anticipated oakland to brooklyn perpetual visitor that will never have to become a transplant. he has had a much crazier life than you and i could ever dream up--no spoilers here, though, you'll just have to wait for the novel to come out. but somehow, despite the aforementioned crazy life and 3 hour time difference that separates us, he has never once failed to provide me with extensive phone conversations that calm me down from my latest generic floppy haired poor decision or social disaster. always offering an endless stream of advice, support, and reassurance, eric has become one of my favorite things about the bay area. i love him more than mission burritos, in-n-out grilled cheese sandwiches, and shakin' jesse milkshakes. he's one of the reasons my heart swells and glows every time i buy a ticket home.
happy (belated) birthday, buddie.
the end.
--pavlina--
so i will just continue in the theme of my previous post: friends that i miss and love.
july's installment: Eric.
i met eric on my birthday last year. he was/is the best friend of a former fling (and since then, admittedly, transformed to good friend) that i was livid with that night for not getting me anything to celebrate my day of birth. i mean, i am hands down probably the most low maintenance girl you will never fall for, but REALLY who dates a girl for an entire month and does NOTHING for her birthday?! not even a DRINK! but that is not the point here. the point is, ironically, that the same dude i thought was a total chump for getting me nothing for my birthday (not even a DRINK! i mean how EASY is it to do that?! STRANGERS have done that!), actually got me the best thing for my birthday: a new best friend to add to my very select, exclusive, and adored group of people who earn such a valuable title in my life. i quickly learned that hanging out with eric is like taking a pleasant bath in an interactive wikipedia article. these hot bubbly conversations can range from anything from scientology (which is all we talked about that pleasant spring evening of 2k6) to electric guitars to the latest gossip you never thought you would really know about that random person that you never thought you would really know. eric quickly became the most adored if not anticipated oakland to brooklyn perpetual visitor that will never have to become a transplant. he has had a much crazier life than you and i could ever dream up--no spoilers here, though, you'll just have to wait for the novel to come out. but somehow, despite the aforementioned crazy life and 3 hour time difference that separates us, he has never once failed to provide me with extensive phone conversations that calm me down from my latest generic floppy haired poor decision or social disaster. always offering an endless stream of advice, support, and reassurance, eric has become one of my favorite things about the bay area. i love him more than mission burritos, in-n-out grilled cheese sandwiches, and shakin' jesse milkshakes. he's one of the reasons my heart swells and glows every time i buy a ticket home.
happy (belated) birthday, buddie.
the end.
--pavlina--