Tonight it's cool enough to open the windows, but the place has been very hot and wet lately. If its not dumping a thunderstorm on our heads each afternoon-its oppressing us with aquarium level humidity. My electric bill doubled this month, and i have just turned the A/C off for the first time in a few weeks.
My good friend passed an old ipod shuffle to me a few weeks ago and again i'm in a world of music after many many moons ( a couple years) without. My music collection has stagnated at a few hundred songs for a while now, and when I was in the car I listened to NPR or the local college radio station ( or the mexican channel, but that is a whole different story). But now I can plug a tape adapter in and my dashboard makes the grinding noises of threading and reading the tape and suddenly I have music of my choice along with me for the ride. I've been cyphering music from my friends, and ripping music off their cds.
All this seems adding a fuel to the fire of lust I have for technology lately. I've been coveting my neighbors iphones, mac books, digital cameras and camcorders. AND I want a scooter. I don't know which I should do first??? Buckle down and make some dough.
Speaking of, work life has been uber-pleasant lately. New GM is utterly fair, positive, and focused. It's a joy to work for him, and I do that. I come to work and effing work for him. There are so many good things happening at work right now it's unbelievable. I have a capacity to spit contempt sometimes at a .50 cent tip on a 64.08 dollar tab-but I'm finding this generous pool of patient positivity to draw from when ever I need it. I wish I worked some better shifts--sometimes a whole day of one-tops can crush a gal when she expected more. Butcha know--u just gotta look forward to the next opportunity to do better.
I had my first shin-dig at my house last Thursday night. Had a few guys and gals over and made wicked good and strong mohitos, with the intentions of hitting up Yacht Rock night. budgie loved the attention too of course!
I've been spending a lot of time with a particular person too and this has altered habitual rhythms-- (Weezer sings "everybody get dangerous" right now-which is uncanny) because 'tis an awful lot of time which tips all the scales of proportion towards the abyss. The following range from sickeningly nice to disgustingly pleasurable : reading to each other on the porch or drinking champagne in bed in the morning, and plunking away at our instruments in the park. I seem to like everything about him and I'm just looking to find a reason why it won't work. Why it couldn't. Because it's not worth it, a broken heart, is it?
Well, lets not get hasty, my heart is still locked away safely in the stronghold of my reason. (some might argue that I even have a "stronghold" of reason-but that is besides the point.) He's not what I thought I would ever fall for. So maybe I won't. It's hard to say now, when the truth is I miss his face when he passes me the coffee cup in the morning.
Ugh, I've got to wrap
this up. On the way out the door to catch the midnight showing of Bruno with my gruesomely sexy insignificant other, and Durka and Crazy Dee.Fourth of July Rocked too. Photo included. Later
1 comment:
Wow. That was a great post. I feel exactly where you are coming from in regards to insignificant others. However, I can't give any advice from my end because I never figured it out myself. I say, don't think about it so much. If it isn't broken, don't look for cracks to widen. Take care.
JB
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