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emchythe main word i have tonight is tired.
last night was a rollercoaster of dreams that were actually real life and it was good and gorgeous and sacred and hilarious and tragic and well - i am glad my friends are gracious under pressure. seriously. especiallygordonzola. it seems like he and goodbadgirl keep seeing me at my worst lately and still liking me. it's a miracle really. but it is very good and makes me happy.
the open mic - was hott. hottt with three t's even!mr_heathen mixed up the holy sacred and the profane with exquisite intensity. i love it when features make me forget that i am the host. LOVE IT. this has now happened twice in a row. and i suspect with all sincerity that the third time is the charm ;) the awesome isn't stopping anytime soon.
i can't name all of the other kickassery that read. except to say a special thank you tojustin42 for losing his open mic cherry with me. and doing it like it was a natural as breathing. crowd in the palm of his hand. not easy to do in 5 mins or less. RAWK!
after was "a sleazy street corner with a big gay cop" withgordonzola - which seriously delayed our getting to the team dresch show at slims. it was grand. super cool. exciting. fun. and i got to see some other folks, including the pal, who had been wanting to make sure that i was "ok" post move since all they had to go on were brief phone calls and terse emails. i am in fact "ok" but more on that in a minute.
after was hawaiian bbq at the 24 hr joint where the seats sparkle sparkle sparkle. i loved it. so cool. many field trips there are needed. yay.
then driving home listening to sad cowboy music, i got swept up in some melancholy but it was the good kind.
this morning was "the last of the moving" or at least that was the theory.sherilyn and the hot gay lawyer from work met me and rooster at the old house at 10am. hot gay lawyer is taking care of a friends house / car so much of my stuff got moved in a jaguar. that completely cracked me up. the problem with "the last of the moving" is that is was the really awkward stuff. desk chair, wooden boards, air filter, lamps. we got most of it. we unloaded sherilyns car first so she could head towards the ocean for other plans and finished putting all of the crap into the new place with hot gay lawyer. at this point it's about 1pm. no food yet only coffee. seeing my new home, which i was so happy was getting unpacked and "nice" suddenly cluttered and occupied by all of this old crap - depression hit. rooster and hot gay lawyer convinced me to go to bfast. we did. it was good. i had this sense that the day was all work and no play though. we still had to go back to the old place and clean. we still had to go home and make it livable. i was / am hating my virgo mind.
to sum up - got the old place mostly cleaned. going back tomorrow with a hammer and a few more cleaning supplies and should be done by noon. somewhere in there we have to hit a grocery store. between last night and today i have spent more on food than in the past 7 days combined. mostly because it's been grabbing a bite out while exhausted. that said,i have no money. literally. life is all on credit until 9/1. so yea - groceries.
took the dog to stern grove once we were home. short walk from the house. figured out the right trails. etc. home. tired. dwarfed by mountains of my own material possessions. tired physically and emotionally. i just want to lay in bed and read. end of story. i am not making it out tonight to my sadness. i want to see the good words and poems and you hot ass bitches. but sometimes i have to just put myself to bed. this is one of those nights.
goodnightsweethearts.
last night was a rollercoaster of dreams that were actually real life and it was good and gorgeous and sacred and hilarious and tragic and well - i am glad my friends are gracious under pressure. seriously. especially
gordonzola. it seems like he and goodbadgirl keep seeing me at my worst lately and still liking me. it's a miracle really. but it is very good and makes me happy.the open mic - was hott. hottt with three t's even!
mr_heathen mixed up the holy sacred and the profane with exquisite intensity. i love it when features make me forget that i am the host. LOVE IT. this has now happened twice in a row. and i suspect with all sincerity that the third time is the charm ;) the awesome isn't stopping anytime soon.i can't name all of the other kickassery that read. except to say a special thank you to
justin42 for losing his open mic cherry with me. and doing it like it was a natural as breathing. crowd in the palm of his hand. not easy to do in 5 mins or less. RAWK!after was "a sleazy street corner with a big gay cop" with
gordonzola - which seriously delayed our getting to the team dresch show at slims. it was grand. super cool. exciting. fun. and i got to see some other folks, including the pal, who had been wanting to make sure that i was "ok" post move since all they had to go on were brief phone calls and terse emails. i am in fact "ok" but more on that in a minute.after was hawaiian bbq at the 24 hr joint where the seats sparkle sparkle sparkle. i loved it. so cool. many field trips there are needed. yay.
then driving home listening to sad cowboy music, i got swept up in some melancholy but it was the good kind.
this morning was "the last of the moving" or at least that was the theory.
sherilyn and the hot gay lawyer from work met me and rooster at the old house at 10am. hot gay lawyer is taking care of a friends house / car so much of my stuff got moved in a jaguar. that completely cracked me up. the problem with "the last of the moving" is that is was the really awkward stuff. desk chair, wooden boards, air filter, lamps. we got most of it. we unloaded sherilyns car first so she could head towards the ocean for other plans and finished putting all of the crap into the new place with hot gay lawyer. at this point it's about 1pm. no food yet only coffee. seeing my new home, which i was so happy was getting unpacked and "nice" suddenly cluttered and occupied by all of this old crap - depression hit. rooster and hot gay lawyer convinced me to go to bfast. we did. it was good. i had this sense that the day was all work and no play though. we still had to go back to the old place and clean. we still had to go home and make it livable. i was / am hating my virgo mind. to sum up - got the old place mostly cleaned. going back tomorrow with a hammer and a few more cleaning supplies and should be done by noon. somewhere in there we have to hit a grocery store. between last night and today i have spent more on food than in the past 7 days combined. mostly because it's been grabbing a bite out while exhausted. that said,i have no money. literally. life is all on credit until 9/1. so yea - groceries.
took the dog to stern grove once we were home. short walk from the house. figured out the right trails. etc. home. tired. dwarfed by mountains of my own material possessions. tired physically and emotionally. i just want to lay in bed and read. end of story. i am not making it out tonight to my sadness. i want to see the good words and poems and you hot ass bitches. but sometimes i have to just put myself to bed. this is one of those nights.
goodnightsweethearts.
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Date: 2006-08-28 07:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-08-28 05:26 pm (UTC)thanks
it's always good to get the love for puttin on the show
xo
(what are you up to today?)
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Date: 2006-08-28 06:23 pm (UTC)