muted

carlito

it was great to see drew last night. the art he chose to display was truly amazing and the way he displayed it was perfect. on top of such awesomeness, i cannot even describe what it was like to watch/hear him dj. this may sound corny, but i was extremely proud of him. the hug he gave me when i arrived (first hug ever) made it obvious that he was glad i came...and that he was smack dab in the middle of a night of heavy drinking :)

"i'm surprised you made it," he said after clinking his glass to my beer. "when i spoke to you on the phone, you didn't sound like you were up for it."

"yeah, i had a bad day."

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yesterday was a rollercoaster of anxiety, sadness, random awesomeness (sisterhood of the traveling pants and chicken facts with kim, drew's art/music), confusion and hopelessness capped off by lonely rides on the train that reminds me of a very specific period in my life. therefore, i was definitely not prepared for the snippet of music i heard when i got into kim's car this afternoon to go and pick up lunch.

"awesome!! morrissey!!" i turned the stereo off as quickly as i could. my music experiment last week was a failure (tunelessness has been reinstated) and that was surely the last 1.2 seconds of a song i needed to hear right now.

this is going to be much harder than i thought.