feeling a bit weak from the aftereffects of alcohol i think and maybe dancing although i don't feel like i was dancing all that hard. maybe the drinks gave me that false impression. i thought eating would help but it didn't really. but that's okay. i have no need for bodily strength at the moment.

being at swat doesn't feel wrong, exactly. i think i have a decent balance of insideness and outsideness to make it comfortable enough to be here for shortish periods of time but not much attachment or motivation to be here except that i sort of have to for practical reasons. it was pretty weird to be in sharples during the lunch rush though. i'll try to avoid that in future. i really hope i can be in boston, or somewhere else, next week. except...

the apartment search is going nowhere fast. there are just not many places listed on craig's anymore, and the ones that there are are going faster than i can. i saw a decent studio yesterday but i haven't been able to get in touch with the landlord today (presumably because it's a weekend) and i don't even know if it's still available (doubtful?) i know i should have snapped it up right then, but i wanted to at least see this other place which sounded really nice - a share with a woman i had spoken too several times to set up a time. of course by the time i finally got in touch with her yesterday she'd already found somebody. then i saw another place which was sharing an apartment that's not quite a 2-br, they just put a bed in the kitchen/basement - the roommate is a resident who's never home and doesn't really seem interested in having a roommate. but the price is good and the neighborhood is pretty convenient. i don't know, maybe i should just do that. i can't seem to make the right decisions. whenever i try to make a decision it doesn't work. i feel inept at this.

i'm better at record shopping, so that's something, at least. after another couple of places fell through yesterday i took solace at spaceboy and scored with the joe henry album i've been craving, plus holiday, used. and i got the new mouse on mars, which is freaky. tower had decent price on the expanded kv so i got that and gave my (immense historic emotional value) old copy to ang as an additional birthday present. i need need to get the tnotbith reissue (hallelujah!) but it's retailing for like twenty bucks everywhere which is insane. incidentally, "disconnect the dots" is still stuck in my head for like ten hours of every twenty-four.

poor angela, she got sick and wasn't able to enjoy the latter half of her party, which turned weird and dissolute. those drinks were so damn strong. esp. the damn soviets (vermouth, sherry, and vodka, so basically, yeah) but tasty. watermelon mojito. i didn't even get to try the gimlet, although i had wanted to work my way through one of each, only got to one and a half. (but) the party was still a great time. i played more elvis than i ever have at a dance party (you belong, blue chair, hi-fi, hidden charms, maybe something else) so that was fun. and it was great to party with joe and adam and everyone and especially emmy. and i felt like getting drunk anyway.

and now? i'm checking out the new dorm. no plans. would like to see a movie or something. still no gmail salvation. so i'm just waiting. i'm getting a cell phone as soon as i can get back to the verizon store. that's all.