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Mar 25, 2008 11:23

Last night, I crouched on the floor of my smoke-filled, electricity-less bedroom and emptied out a suitcase full of pasties, sequins, heels, and corsets and filled it with water bottles, towels, t-shirts, and school books.  Strange to go straight from a weekend of debauched ridiculousness at the Boston Burlesque Expo. to a week of living out of a suitcase on friends' couches.  I hope that you never leave your house one day and come back two weeks later to find it missing a wall, reeking of fire, and without electricity.  It's an awful, scary thing.

I tried to stay with Will last night, but being with him and his roommate in their tiny dorm just made me feel tense and awful.  Brian rescued me at about midnight, and I spent the night at N. Chestnut.  It was really really good and comforting to be with him and Russ (in spite of everything).  It was also indescribably good to be in a space that I feel some degree of ownership towards (I've put my deposit down on this apartment and will be moving in in less than six months).  I feel somewhat guilty spending another night here with R-B-K (especially when I could theoretically go elsewhere), but I feel a lot more okay here than I can imagine feeling anywhere else.

I'm going to go to the gym, class, do my radio show.  Try and do my day as normal as possible.

I'll try and write more about the Expo at some point.  It was a good thing.
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