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Listening to the radio through the interet, updating this journal.
Rare occurance: I'm the first coder to show up at work.
Ended my streak of "Bus Goes By Right When I'm One Block Away".
Drank a glass of water: oh, wow, water. water is the best
Groggily stumbled out of bed
Snoozed my alarm
Snoozed my alarm
Snoozed my alarm
Confused dreams, i'm telling people "I moved to Chicago! I mean, Pittsburg"
Trouble falling asleep, my cognitive functions are down but i can still see my room, still hear noise of the house, but can't think about them, can't remember the mental exercises i use to fall aleep
Home, eating this... stuff. Wow, that tastes horrible.
Went to eat something, anything. what's fast at 12:30am in Portland? well, nothing. okay: we'll try some industrial food.
Shook the bits of plastic and dust and is that sugar? out of my hair, off of my shirt
Walked home. It's probably 30°F outside, but I don't feel cold. It's just over a mile to my house. This is a moment: I live inside a city
I disappear into the crowd, heading for the exit.
She recognises me, smiles, says something that might be "hello"
"Lockett! Hey!"
Lockett's standing just a little bit to the side from where I am. The bouncer is barring her and her parents(?) from going backstage. "Well, this is really weird." she's saying to them, in this extremely prim voice
The Dandies are playing their one Christmas tune, and all of the members of the Out Crowd have run onto stage and are tossing fistfulls of Fake Plastic Snow all over the anyone within arm's reach. A few of the keyboard girl's tosses hit me directly
The Dandies play hard, but they're exhausted. The tour is over and they're home. They aren't really concentrating on their new album, just random stuff from the whole catalog. The three super catchy songs, some canonical Dandy songs ("I Love You"*, "Boys Better") and pretty much anything that involved getting the guy with the trumpet to come on stage (sort of a shame: he couldn't keep up)
No, actually, it's not quite identical, the plumage seems a little larger
Is that roadie wearing Seamus's hat? It looks just like it.
The Out Crowd was nice noise, but more of the same. (Is it funny I was thinking "More of the same" during the first band?) I kept earplugs in, they're nothing worth going deaf over
Elbow my way to the front of the crowd. These kids don't care, there's some people up here who would have been trampled at the Tsunami Benefit show
Jog back to the Wonder Ballroom
Jog home
I go up to the bouncer. "Is this ticket legit?" "Where'd you get it?" "that guy on the corner" "Yo? Blue tickets legit?" - "yeah" - "yeah" "cool"
There's a guy in a trenchcoat right in front of the doors. Yes, a trenchcoat. "Need a ticket?" "Sure" "$30" "i was thinking more in the 20s" "How about $30" "I can do $25" "okay."
I bow out from the bar, wander down to the Wonder
Sitting at Echo with h&b, discussing the tattood girl who happened to be in a previous story, the book guy who happened to be at a previous gathering, personalities, and the unknowable percentages of the minds of the populace
Seamus retreives his hat from my head
Catch some fortunately timed busses
Seamus's hat has been promoted onto my head (they gray one with the feather patten on the side)
Laurel appears at XV
S & I arrive at XV, late, look around, sit, order drinks, finish drinks
Work is quiet, but we finally have a new coder. Plently of little low-brain-time tasks to do to get everything running
(that's about as far back as i can roll my memory in one sitting)
* You make me feel really unsure, But that should only make You feel secure. Although we’ve only known Each other a bit, Already I can’t sleep at night and I feel Like shit.
Rare occurance: I'm the first coder to show up at work.
Ended my streak of "Bus Goes By Right When I'm One Block Away".
Drank a glass of water: oh, wow, water. water is the best
Groggily stumbled out of bed
Snoozed my alarm
Snoozed my alarm
Snoozed my alarm
Confused dreams, i'm telling people "I moved to Chicago! I mean, Pittsburg"
Trouble falling asleep, my cognitive functions are down but i can still see my room, still hear noise of the house, but can't think about them, can't remember the mental exercises i use to fall aleep
Home, eating this... stuff. Wow, that tastes horrible.
Went to eat something, anything. what's fast at 12:30am in Portland? well, nothing. okay: we'll try some industrial food.
Shook the bits of plastic and dust and is that sugar? out of my hair, off of my shirt
Walked home. It's probably 30°F outside, but I don't feel cold. It's just over a mile to my house. This is a moment: I live inside a city
I disappear into the crowd, heading for the exit.
She recognises me, smiles, says something that might be "hello"
"Lockett! Hey!"
Lockett's standing just a little bit to the side from where I am. The bouncer is barring her and her parents(?) from going backstage. "Well, this is really weird." she's saying to them, in this extremely prim voice
The Dandies are playing their one Christmas tune, and all of the members of the Out Crowd have run onto stage and are tossing fistfulls of Fake Plastic Snow all over the anyone within arm's reach. A few of the keyboard girl's tosses hit me directly
The Dandies play hard, but they're exhausted. The tour is over and they're home. They aren't really concentrating on their new album, just random stuff from the whole catalog. The three super catchy songs, some canonical Dandy songs ("I Love You"*, "Boys Better") and pretty much anything that involved getting the guy with the trumpet to come on stage (sort of a shame: he couldn't keep up)
No, actually, it's not quite identical, the plumage seems a little larger
Is that roadie wearing Seamus's hat? It looks just like it.
The Out Crowd was nice noise, but more of the same. (Is it funny I was thinking "More of the same" during the first band?) I kept earplugs in, they're nothing worth going deaf over
Elbow my way to the front of the crowd. These kids don't care, there's some people up here who would have been trampled at the Tsunami Benefit show
Jog back to the Wonder Ballroom
Jog home
I go up to the bouncer. "Is this ticket legit?" "Where'd you get it?" "that guy on the corner" "Yo? Blue tickets legit?" - "yeah" - "yeah" "cool"
There's a guy in a trenchcoat right in front of the doors. Yes, a trenchcoat. "Need a ticket?" "Sure" "$30" "i was thinking more in the 20s" "How about $30" "I can do $25" "okay."
I bow out from the bar, wander down to the Wonder
Sitting at Echo with h&b, discussing the tattood girl who happened to be in a previous story, the book guy who happened to be at a previous gathering, personalities, and the unknowable percentages of the minds of the populace
Seamus retreives his hat from my head
Catch some fortunately timed busses
Seamus's hat has been promoted onto my head (they gray one with the feather patten on the side)
Laurel appears at XV
S & I arrive at XV, late, look around, sit, order drinks, finish drinks
Work is quiet, but we finally have a new coder. Plently of little low-brain-time tasks to do to get everything running
(that's about as far back as i can roll my memory in one sitting)
* You make me feel really unsure, But that should only make You feel secure. Although we’ve only known Each other a bit, Already I can’t sleep at night and I feel Like shit.
