17th
FML
Today has really sucked. I’m stuck at a job I hate alone for 4 more hours. I got cussed out by a self important prick who feels that he’s more entitled to special treatment because he’s been pampered all his life. Yesterday I lost a memory card with 800 photos from the Elton John/Billy Joel concert I saw Saturday, and some photos I took of my friend Tim Cofield. So unless it miraculously reappears (which it probably won’t, it’s as wide as a nickel and black, perfect to be eaten by shadows), those photos are gone forever. Morning was really depressing.
New York trip can not come soon enough. 12 hour drive is gonna blow, but dammit I’m going to get a lot of work done, and watch some movies (I’m riding in a van, not driving.) I can’t wait to get a slice of that pizza and just breathe in the energy of my favorite city. I’ve not been home for 2 months from my last trip there, and already I miss New York more than ever. I hate how I’ve been feeling lately, and hopefully New York with help me shake some of that off. I just hope that it’s a little warmer than the weather forecast is telling me now. I want to be out in the city and not freeze my ass off for once. My last 2 trips there, it’s been really cold. I love cold. But I’m tired of it. Not that I’m looking forward to hot. A mild, breezy 70 degree day sounds like heaven right now.
I bought a drum the other day. It’s a djembe. I got it at a pawn shop for 100 bucks. I didn’t really need it. But I thought I might enjoy it, and take out my aggressions on it. It’s helping. I can’t wait to play it tonight. Just hope my roommate isn’t asleep.
