I changed the background color. I kept looking for different greens, because i like green. But then this color just looked right. Whaddya think?
I saw Steven Reich tonight. You may know him from such composed work as "Drumming" and "Clapping Music." I was disappointed. Good thing I only paid $8 for the $28 ticket.
I am going to see Elliot Smith tomorrow night with Rosemary. I love going to see shows with her. It's a cool b/f g/f thing.
On a related note, the show last week kicked ass. It was great to see Colin and Simon and Dan. Colin and I are going to try to start playing music together soon. Which means that I receive al the benefits of being with such a talented guy. He puts out an amazing zine; let me know if you want to get the new one.
I found out today that I could get a single room next year in the Phi Mu Alpha house. PMA is a professional music fraternity I belong to. We even have a secret handshake. Still working on the treehouse. Anyway, I have been saying that I want this, because it will be a great change of pace--mainly because after living in Jones for three years, little things such as different walk to clas are magnified. I have been saying all along that I wanted to live there if I could get a single.
Now that I can, I am having second thoughts. Living there means living with all men (duh. It means that I would have a non-carpeted room that, while bigger than those in Jones, has this antiseptic doctor's office feel created by an overhead flourescent light. It would also mean not living in the same dorm as Rosemary (which, now would seem crappy, but if our relationship--god forbid-- turns sour, could be a blessing).
More than anything, I am afraid of rocking the boat, of living in a place that I have never called home before, of starting new with something that has become second nature to me. I thought of it as refreshing before--and I still kinda do--but I also find it increasingly scary.
I skateboarded today for real for the first time since 5th grade. My only move is twofold:
I can also pop the board up to my hand so that I can thus carry it in style.
I was all excited because I hadn't hurt myself at all, and then I fell. Dammit. But that's what you get for skating at 3:30 am for the first time in 9 years. Maybe I can get soem bruises to compare to Ro's sprained ankle ones.
It was really fun. I can go faster now that I am older. :-)
Mad props to Nate for letting me borrow his board while he is in England, home of our language!
It's 4:30 A. M. I gotta get to bed. I have class in lass than 6 hours.
Kiss, kiss,
metraboy
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"You've got such a pretty voice, but
You gotta get so
Fucked up to sing"
-- "This Life Cumulative," Joan of Arc
