emchy

wow.a day of not being especially productive YET! but there is still time. i showered though, and that is something. i also walked the entire upper haight solo, stopping where i wanted, strolling walking slow, window shopping, trying shoes on, using up my amoeba credit, you know, the good stuff. helping the sexy beast with some filmy stuff tonight and then later some basic data entry crappy for the aids job. i have an interview in the morning for a job i don't really want. i am wondering if i should just cancel, but hell, it's always good to practice interviewing.

i am feeling poetic today. no easier or simpler explanation than that. i am also feeling the need to be more active. more running around, more boogedy boogedy boo. to that end, i am definately up for post open mic plans. though i may be running over to the dark room directly after to catch Lynnee's one freak show, but after... i think trouble may be in order folks.

i have a really good feeling about an opportunity that i hope i get. hope hope hope. is that too vague? that's all i can say right now.

i feel a bit like the unpopular kid these days, just because i am so hermited with working. i am so damn prone to paranoia. is it totally ironic that i typed in poopular twice before i finally untypoed it?