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like an angry old man, shaking a fist at the sky...

Sunday, March 14, 2004

find a happy place

i got an email from my sister the other day, which was the first time she's actively commented on my blog. earlier this year, in one of her many "when you come to NY" suggestions, she thought i might want to speak at an open mic night thing at this poetry club. anyways, she said that she liked the positive nature of that list of things that i love.

i should probably try to write about more happy things more often. i know i tend to go off the deep end sometimes bitching and moaning about unimportant shit, but it's hard not to. that whole self pity thing has a pretty strong allure that i'm not always capable of overcoming. but i think i shall make more of an effort.

on that note, it is sunday morning. i like sunday mornings alot, especially when i don't have to work (i work two sundays for every one that i have off). it's early enough in the day to enjoy the quietness of your surroundings, go through the big fat paper, look at what movies and music are on sale at best buy, see what's on tv for the rest of the week, etc. it's fun.

sunday mornings are typically the only time you can get my mom out of the house for the sole purpose of movie-going. i haven't seen a new one since the passion, which wouldn't be all that bad, if i worked more than 4 days a week. i think even if i become a teacher, i'll still try to go to movies with an astonishing regularity.

now, a little rain must fall in each entry, so i'll say this. i miss sundays back in the old apartment. i miss working with friends, coming home, cooking dinner, watching the sunday night line-up on HBO. sex and the city...the sopranos....curb your enthusiasm. all greatness. thems was the days.

i dunno what's on the docket for today, but laundry sure as hell should be. maybe starsky and hutch, too. i could use a few yuks.



feeling: not sure if i should be up yet
thinking of: am i supposed to be a a man? am i supposed to say "it's ok! i don't mind! i don't mind!" well, i mind! i mind big time!! and you know what the worst part is?? I NEVER LEARNED TO READ!!
song of the day: ballroom blitz - sweet
now the man in the back is ready to crack as he raises his hands to the sky. and the girl in the corner is everyone's mourner, she could kill you with a wink of her eye
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