there is no modern romance
haven't had much time for "reflection" lately. things are mad hectic, i work 11 hour days, and when i come home i just eat dinner, chat for a little, have one meaningful conversation with whoever happens to call me that night, and then crash. quite a change of pace from the past three weeks of waking up at noon and hanging out with frees all day.
some stuff going through my mind:
-i've been shaking the creases out of my DC work clothes for the past week. oh, i've missed thee. but sf is still too casual to wear my work shoes.
-this whole east coast hurricane thing has got me thinking about what we'd be doing in DC if we were all there now. i envision something like all of us holed up in 1327 or 801, and what else? getting faded and partying. also, for those of you actually on the east coast, fyi, no one here cares! i mentioned it to three people and none of them knew what i was talking about. the big news here is the recall postponement and THE GIANTS.
-i was in berkeley on tuesday and it was pretty annoying. first, i was like three people away from getting into the connerly debate (which he didn't even show up to). then we went to henry's and it took us 45 minutes NO JOKE to get drinks. how annoying.
-i saw "thirteen" with biff on sunday night. let's just say it's not the feelgood movie of the summer. but it did remind me of those awkward, angry teenage years. i don't think i've managed to shake the angry thing yet, and, i'm sure some would argue, the awkward part, either. it's a really powerful film, and the acting is superb. it made me glad i'm not a teen anymore, though.
-i love college radio!!!
that's it for now. like i said, haven't had enough time for "reflection."
oh one more thing. i was reading something that said that exploring a new city is like falling in love: scary, exciting, intimidating, full of adventure. it's a good analogy. maybe that explains the bad case of wanderlust. travelling is a piece of cake compared to love.
last thing! i'm going to see the yeah yeah yeahs tomorrow. thanks to christine and almost every other friend for setting me straight. i'm going to make karen o proud.
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