American Boy
why am i up at 5:30? my body just woke up, no alarm, no nothing.
I shouldn't fight it, I have a 7:30 breakfast meeting at my conference.
So I passed my thesis defense on Tuesday.
In two weeks I will be a graduate with a M.F.A., fucken' finally. 10 years and too much debt later.
I am happy about it though. I celebrated at the bar afterwards (by which I mean my local Dirty Franks) my cutie bar tender Harold always takes good care of me. some things never change.
I helped to build the raku kiln on Tuesday after I defended, which was fun and helped fire it all day Wed. I miss doing ceramics. If the idea of staying in school wasn't so repulsive at this moment in time, I would stay and look into this again as a major.
The most important part of this post is that I am obsessed with Estelle right now. I mean crazy obsessed. I want to go to see her play the MOMA garden party in NYC on May 26 (the Tues. after Labor Day). Tickets are $100, and I might actually pay that and go. Listen to her here, but be warned music starts playing on auto at her homepage. Her, John Lengend, Kanye, Spearhead, Al Green, Aesop Rock, Will.i.Am, Marvin Gaye, Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings and a little Buena Vista Social Club, Manu Chao and Tom Jones, 'cause Tom Jones makes me happy. This is what I've been listening to for weeks now. weird for me right?
I think I kinda want to stay in Philly. I built up some connections with people and places that make me feel like it might be worth staying and settling here, despite the amount of assholes in this city. It's a hard, dirty city, but I feel like I conquered it. It's tougher here than NYC no doubt.
Just have to wait and see, still applying for jobs everywhere, but also still getting no interviews.
oh it's time to start the day.
steph and dave will be here later today, and then I'll be in various states of drunk and hungover for the next 24 hrs.