it was spring today and i saw gorgeous apartments
seen today: one (count it) almost perfect apartment. it was big and had laundry in the basement and two (holy shit) parking spaces and a sunroom off the living room and an extra storage room on the other side of the walk-through pantry from the kitchen. (good kitchen. not huge, but a comparative lot of cabinet space. and a new looking gas stove.) and an actual front hall with an actual front closet for coats and boots. two problems: the owners want someone in by may 1, which i 100% cannot do (and to be honest don't want to do), and they want a tenant-at-will, which is a month-to-month lease. which means they can kick you out with only a month's notice. which i don't trust. farwing bent over backwards to try and make it work and to convince me i could do a may 1 move-in. i can't. so we're still looking. it was such a nice place, tho.
also seen today: an intensely cute shih tzu named max, who was wearing a tux collar and a bow tie. he likes to be formal, said his person. we had a nice chat after i asked his person if i could pet him. (she said yes. i told him he was very cute.) there were a lot of cute dogs out, in fact.
it was SO NICE TODAY OMG. warm and sunny and spring! after the fabulous apartment i drove into the square and randomly saw an open house for a legitimately beautifully updated condo - three bedrooms, fantastic kitchen, porch AND patio, and, you know, $1.25m, because somerville - and got an iced tea and a snack and sat outside and called my sister (who went to the cape to stay with one of her friends) and texted the group text to see if anyone wanted to join me. i just didn't want to go home. tamalinn and friends a and r answered the call. :D we walked around in the BRILLIANT SUNSHINE and got ice cream and pet dogs, because of course. and then later tamalinn and i met up again to GO OUT FOR DINNER OMG. (we sat outside. we had oysters and i got fish tacos. i love me some fish tacos. i always get them when my sister and i go to florida and since we haven't done that in almost a year and a half i missed them.) it's been so long. it was so nice and normal.
there's a comic shop in the square that isn't my comic shop but i went in anyway to get some longboxes and the next volume of giant days and the guys who work there weren't dismissive and kind of rude! because sometimes they are. i was pleased. also they had what i wanted.
You crawled back into your motel in a border town near the
demarcation line between the nation-state of the living and the
underworld. Sleepless, you peered out the window. You could see the
neon lights garlanding the Gates of Horn and Ivory. The lights spelled
out “OPEN 24 HOURS A DAY” in blinking red cursive. You laughed. Of
course, death is the only border crossing still open to all. You watched
the illumination from the street pour onto the wall above your bed: a
red lasso that looped on the wall, as if the wall had begun to bleed
extravagantly. Below, traffic packed the road in both directions. From
the two open gates, dreams sailed into the living world from over the
deserts. Some dreams true, some false. You recognized some of these
dreams (Race, Nation, Gender) and could not tell from which gate they
had emerged. Sleepless, you saw the line of pilgrims queued up to enter
the underworld. The line seems longer lately, new refugees to the
afterlife.
--"Pre-credit Sequence for the Film About the Camp", Ken Chen
also seen today: an intensely cute shih tzu named max, who was wearing a tux collar and a bow tie. he likes to be formal, said his person. we had a nice chat after i asked his person if i could pet him. (she said yes. i told him he was very cute.) there were a lot of cute dogs out, in fact.
it was SO NICE TODAY OMG. warm and sunny and spring! after the fabulous apartment i drove into the square and randomly saw an open house for a legitimately beautifully updated condo - three bedrooms, fantastic kitchen, porch AND patio, and, you know, $1.25m, because somerville - and got an iced tea and a snack and sat outside and called my sister (who went to the cape to stay with one of her friends) and texted the group text to see if anyone wanted to join me. i just didn't want to go home. tamalinn and friends a and r answered the call. :D we walked around in the BRILLIANT SUNSHINE and got ice cream and pet dogs, because of course. and then later tamalinn and i met up again to GO OUT FOR DINNER OMG. (we sat outside. we had oysters and i got fish tacos. i love me some fish tacos. i always get them when my sister and i go to florida and since we haven't done that in almost a year and a half i missed them.) it's been so long. it was so nice and normal.
there's a comic shop in the square that isn't my comic shop but i went in anyway to get some longboxes and the next volume of giant days and the guys who work there weren't dismissive and kind of rude! because sometimes they are. i was pleased. also they had what i wanted.
You crawled back into your motel in a border town near the
demarcation line between the nation-state of the living and the
underworld. Sleepless, you peered out the window. You could see the
neon lights garlanding the Gates of Horn and Ivory. The lights spelled
out “OPEN 24 HOURS A DAY” in blinking red cursive. You laughed. Of
course, death is the only border crossing still open to all. You watched
the illumination from the street pour onto the wall above your bed: a
red lasso that looped on the wall, as if the wall had begun to bleed
extravagantly. Below, traffic packed the road in both directions. From
the two open gates, dreams sailed into the living world from over the
deserts. Some dreams true, some false. You recognized some of these
dreams (Race, Nation, Gender) and could not tell from which gate they
had emerged. Sleepless, you saw the line of pilgrims queued up to enter
the underworld. The line seems longer lately, new refugees to the
afterlife.
--"Pre-credit Sequence for the Film About the Camp", Ken Chen