~found a new kind of dance in a magazine~
"Funny," he intoned funereally, "how just when you think life can't possibly get any worse it suddenly does."
This quote isn’t really applicable to me right now, in other words, things aren’t so bad. I just really like it. The semantics struck me as lovely.
Summer always plugs along with no real purpose or direction; lost in the humidity.
Therefore, I have little to elaborate upon. Come to think of it this occurrence is common no matter the season.
In approximately 6 weeks my lease is up and I’ll be moving. This past year has flown by, as the memory of lugging all of my numerous possessions from one house to another still remains fresh in my memory. However, there is one catch (there is always a catch I suppose), this time I still do not have a place to live. Of course, we haven’t done much looking either. The laissez-faire approach to house hunting does not prove to be the most bountiful. Amber and I looked at one house today that seemed too good to be true….and of course the age old adage was proven once again. I’m not sure what the worse part of the house was, perhaps the overpowering smell of urine and mold, the minuscule size of the living room, the fact that the entire kitchen (ceiling to floor) was covered in laminate flooring, or a combination of the aforementioned items and others that I will not list in order to spare you, my gentle readers. I suppose I should begin to worry about being homeless as time seems to be eluding us. However, worrying about things is just not my style.
Went to see Modest Mouse in Atlanta this past Monday and had a really fun time all in all. The experience was disappointing because not everyone could make it; annoying in that my mother wouldn’t let the cost of the tickets go* but instead brought it up numerous times; frustrating because you can't buy alcohol on Sundays in Georgia; exhilarating in that I saw one of the best bands of our time. That was the emotion that the trip closed on, so I’ll cut my losses and mark it down as a victory. They played almost their entire new album and several of my favorites from past ones as well (and Isaac was amazing as always).
*Note to my mother: you’re 50 years old, in fine financial situation and, oh yeah, don’t give me ANY money…so just chill out about 70 goddamn dollars
Going to get tattoos 7 and 8 tomorrow! Finally getting the one thing I’ve actually had planned for quite some time, representations of two tarot cards (Ace of Cups and Three of Hearts). Also, decided to get them done on my shins so I am expecting it to be extremely painful. Film tomorrow at 11.
Work is mundane. Much to my surprise lame, good for nothing, lip service giving boss got fired a couple days ago; quite possibly the most intelligent thing a corporate entity has done in the history of capitalism. Once his dismissal was announced the dark cloud that surrounded the call center seemed to dissipate and in its’ place an air of merriment permeated throughout the building.
In closing I would like to wish a Happy Birthday to my many friends near and far who celebrate their annuals in June. I love you all (even though your youth has ended).
This quote isn’t really applicable to me right now, in other words, things aren’t so bad. I just really like it. The semantics struck me as lovely.
Summer always plugs along with no real purpose or direction; lost in the humidity.
Therefore, I have little to elaborate upon. Come to think of it this occurrence is common no matter the season.
In approximately 6 weeks my lease is up and I’ll be moving. This past year has flown by, as the memory of lugging all of my numerous possessions from one house to another still remains fresh in my memory. However, there is one catch (there is always a catch I suppose), this time I still do not have a place to live. Of course, we haven’t done much looking either. The laissez-faire approach to house hunting does not prove to be the most bountiful. Amber and I looked at one house today that seemed too good to be true….and of course the age old adage was proven once again. I’m not sure what the worse part of the house was, perhaps the overpowering smell of urine and mold, the minuscule size of the living room, the fact that the entire kitchen (ceiling to floor) was covered in laminate flooring, or a combination of the aforementioned items and others that I will not list in order to spare you, my gentle readers. I suppose I should begin to worry about being homeless as time seems to be eluding us. However, worrying about things is just not my style.
Went to see Modest Mouse in Atlanta this past Monday and had a really fun time all in all. The experience was disappointing because not everyone could make it; annoying in that my mother wouldn’t let the cost of the tickets go* but instead brought it up numerous times; frustrating because you can't buy alcohol on Sundays in Georgia; exhilarating in that I saw one of the best bands of our time. That was the emotion that the trip closed on, so I’ll cut my losses and mark it down as a victory. They played almost their entire new album and several of my favorites from past ones as well (and Isaac was amazing as always).
*Note to my mother: you’re 50 years old, in fine financial situation and, oh yeah, don’t give me ANY money…so just chill out about 70 goddamn dollars
Going to get tattoos 7 and 8 tomorrow! Finally getting the one thing I’ve actually had planned for quite some time, representations of two tarot cards (Ace of Cups and Three of Hearts). Also, decided to get them done on my shins so I am expecting it to be extremely painful. Film tomorrow at 11.
Work is mundane. Much to my surprise lame, good for nothing, lip service giving boss got fired a couple days ago; quite possibly the most intelligent thing a corporate entity has done in the history of capitalism. Once his dismissal was announced the dark cloud that surrounded the call center seemed to dissipate and in its’ place an air of merriment permeated throughout the building.
In closing I would like to wish a Happy Birthday to my many friends near and far who celebrate their annuals in June. I love you all (even though your youth has ended).