Thursday, July 7
i like the idea of applause waking up a dozing performer "just in time," something i've certainly experienced as an audience member. there was something else i liked about this conceptually which escapes me at the moment. i had this dream on, what, friday morning, on the couch at rob's new pad in d.c., the day after the nellie mckay concert, rather a while ago now. [in the intervening week, i've awoken from one dream pondering its potential unconsciously racist implications...not a pleasant thing to have to think about.]
heya. you know, i haven't eaten a meal at my own house in well over a week. i have more or less spent enough time here to sleep, make a sweet spontaneous mixtape (over the course of a few days), do some yoga, waste a few hours on the internet. shave my mustache, not my beard so far (maybe tonight.) 'sabout it. it's not that i don't like being here - it doesn't get me bummed out like it did at one point - but it does feel pretty foreign, what with all these people living here that i don't know (both my roomies have family members here, for quite a while.) and some other stuff. whatever. i like my room just 10xfine, although it would probably like me more if i could tidy it a tad.
but, there's exciting news on that front, which is that it's pretty much decided that i'm going to be living with gabe (h.), starting in less than two months now. we had a good hang tonight, walking way south, taking in our typical veracruzana torta, then sitting by the 'observation deck,' linking suicide to the the to nine inch nails, then here to look for housing listings. this isn't quite as awesome as it should be since it seems to miss a lot of postings - maybe the addresses have to be formatted correctly? anybody know folks looking to move in/to phila roundabout the end of august? we might not mind an additional roomie or so.
i've got enough for another marathon post like that last one (i totally didn't realize how long it was being until it was done and i looked, honest) but i'll spare you and me, seeing as it's past my bedtime again. maybe i'll be able to write more tomorrow, but there's also a non-zero possibility i'll manage my way to wanakena for the weekend. which'd feel bad for abandoning phila (for the fourth week running! ny-ny-dc-wk) almost as much as for leaving all manner of business (i'net, homey, contactual, etc.) neglected for even longer. but, natch, it'd be worth it.
at least i've been doing quite well at staying on top of film, music, and socializing this week. in deed. (those what i'll maybe talk about next time? along with d.c. let me know what you want to hear?) tuesday's yoga class left me damn exhausted physically, and is pretty much still in my body (true, i've been reinforcing it.) it was strange - for the first hour or so, i was working really well in the asanas, taking them noticeably farther than in past without any especial determination to do so, and then towards the end i just lost it, and had difficulty pushing any more at all. seems good though. my body is getting pretty dark these days, among other things.
this track is deep
you can have it as your ringtone