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1:26 PM 4/29/00 (12 days 'til may 11!)

i blew off coffee with frank this morning, and thinking about it as i lay in bed (after sleeping more than i had in a long time) i felt like i did when i woke up back in 93 and 94. its kind of silly thinking about it that way because i can't describe the feeling, though i think maybe its a combination of guilt and loss, but knowing that that's ok.
time marches on.

speaking of guilt and loss, i've sold almost everything out of my apartment, and the only things left in here are things i'm taking with me, and the sofa and chair john is coming to get tomorrow. i'm going to miss my bed alot, i believe; thinking of when and where i got it (out of a dumpster in the fall of '94"), and of all the people that i've shared it with... sigh.
time marches on.

now comes a week of work and squeezing in friends to say goodbye to, making plans and dreaming dreams, and thinking of my new life which is about to begin. but first, perhaps i'll drink another cup of coffee and think about seeing the virgin suicides this evening before i go spin another house party for shane. laughing out loud and hugging myself...
time marches on.

link: yoo.com, phillip starck's new real estate development company, the flash pop-up is kinda reminescent of in the head dot com (cool).