The rest of my day? Oh, I'm glad you asked, because there was both a Dodger's game and some hipsterific street-fest going on today. It was unreal, all the 2nd-hand vintage clothing shops had D-list DJs spinning music that sounds the same as all the other generic electronic music in the world. There were stages set up all over the place with very sad, but ironically sad, skinny dudes in skinnier jeans moaning incomprehensibly into microphones. And I cannot describe the sheer abundance and variety of facial hair. Mustaches were waxed into so many shapes it strained the levels of basic human comprehension. Oh, the Irony!
And so, of course, there was no shortage of people stumbling around drunk. And here I am, walking along thinking to myself I'm just trying to get to the damned 7-11 to use the ATM. Ugh. But, to be fair, there were plenty of young women all dressed up, with strategic tears in their tops, or baroque fishnets and lace that showed off their tattoos. Yeah, OK fine, maybe walking among the masses wasn't so bad after all.
But the bar was then so beyond too crowded. Alas, I haven't seen my lovely bartender since, um, Thursday? And she's off tomorrow!? I think, but will probably try anyway, just to be sure.
Finally, then, another night at home. Read some Wallace Stevens poetry, worked on more stuff for class, stared at a wall for a while. Got so bored at one point I tried feeding Wheat Thins to my cats. Some days they like them, tonight not so much. More of a crinkling of the nose and a glare, like why are you holding this in front of my face?
And then there's the sleep thing, still. Let's just say there's a bit of fading and panicking here. A lot of smoking, and a lot of munching on whatever I could get my hands on. So if anyone'd like to send some peanut M&Ms my way, I would happily devour them. Because 1) they're delicious, and 2) because holy Lord, the sleep thing. Fading straight away at the desk, but horrible panic if I try to lie down, again and still. This is annoying. And at 2:30 AM, as it is now, it's annoying, frustrating, and downright inconvenient considering I have another day of sh-t to do tomorrow.
But listen to me complaining. I mean, jeez, I'm working at least a little! And another AF day! Though I'm not really even keeping track of those anymore. Things are getting good, peeps, really good. Feeling a tad guilty about it, to be honest, like it's getting too easy here. Particularly as I'm seeing some friends struggling out there.
Hang in there, ladies (and gents).
I hope you're all packed up and shipping off, Windy. And you're getting ready for tomorrow, Taw, if you're still planning an AB.
And I hope you found your glasses, Space, and are starting to feel chipper again soon!
Get back to the anatomy, NE, especially since it sounds like you've found such a great way to study! And be gentle with me for being up at this time of night. Heck, we're almost into your version of morning... but I didn't even have coffee after, well, not too late anyway.
RedT, I look forward to continuing our grammar discussion soon. Mostly because I need to be better at the nitty-gritty stuff, and I'm fairly certain you're right.
I'm sure I left some people out, so to everyone else, and especially the kind, sweet lurkers like Wu, have a good one.
Good night, peeps. Or hell, it's almost good morning even for me.
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