10.26.00
Thursday
I'm sitting here at work, killing time. I suppose I could be doing something more constructive, but I haven't updated in a while and i get all ansy when I don't write for a few days. It's the eternal anal-retentive/slacker battle. A constant source of pain. Anyhow, I'm staying late at work because, frankly, I have no where else to go. I'm scheduled to
meet Amy from Dear World in about an hour. I was terribly bored last week with nothing terribly interesting happening, what with everything cancelling each other out, so i emailed her and asked if she wanted to meet. We've probably only exchanged maybe 5 emails, and I don't really read her journal all that carefully most of the time, but for some reason I think she'll be really interesting to talk to. As far as her journal goes, a lot of the time, the medium is the message. That's a horrible term I heard a lot in school, but for her that's true. Her words and form seem to mix really well. Anyway, it should at the
very least be interesting, in at least a new-experience kind of way, even if she herself turns out to be a dullard.So... the week has moved right along. James played a show on Tuesday night at this bar 9C. Lotsa James related people present, including myself, Jed, Rodzilla, and James's crew from Long Island. Not a bad showing by ole Jimmy. Cut out of work on early on Wednesday and went over to see Rodzilla. Didn't find her at first, sat in the Sidewalk and took advantage of their happy hour. But just barely. I never noticed how small their glasses are. Anyway, hung out with Rodzilla for a while, went to the Gap on St. Marks and finally bought some new pants, then went over to Jen's to watch the game. I was sorta dead tired as soon as I got there, but I accompanied her to a bar anyway. Jake's Dilemma, I believe it is called. Not a bad place. Jen and I went there with my boss Kate a few weeks back I reckon. Anyway, it was a nightmare getting home, and I finally just ran above ground at Chambers st. and took a cab.
There's only about 3 other people in the office right now. But it's nice. The offices overlook the Hudson, to the west, and there're always nice sunsets. Tonight's setting of the sun was particularly awe-inspiring. An explosion of orange and pink and pale blue, which looked even better over the water. It's always a shame that New Jersey has to get in the
way.
I'm home now. The evening was swell. Amy seemed like a right-on gal. I was sort of nervous going in. I always am when meeting strangers. Especially when there's some sort of expectation, even if I don't know what that expectation is. But she seemed generally nice. A little uncomfortable at first, but I was the same. I wasn't nearly as introverted and awkward as I feared I might. I was playing with some string at work, playing cat's cradle. I brought the string just in case there was a lull in conversation, but it never degenerated into string games. the conversation was lively for the most part, and we chatted about various topics, from online journals to my older brother putting me in the dryer when I was a wee lad. Niether of us read many online journals, by the way. Anyhow, I wasn't writing my journal entry in my head as I sat there, as i thought I might. It was sort of weird at first, this being only my second meeting of an online person, but it was pretty comfortable for most of the two hours. I did catalog my new nervous ticks, though. My old nervous tick entailed me scratching the back of my head. My latest one is to scratch my chin, and do other things with my hands around my mouth. But anyway, it was interesting, and I wouldn't mind doing it again. It turns out she lives just 5 blocks north of Jen on the Upper West Side. So maybe we'll run into each other.
I thought I had something else to write about this and about other things, but I can't remember. Though I know I wanted to write about what I had planned for the weekend. But I'm a bit too tired for that now. So we'll scrap it.
DA&R
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