Tuesday..another
day spinning the
wheels. Had all good intentions of doing something
productive today..yeah, right.
Spent the
morning waking up, watched a flick on IFC called
Mr. Jealousy. Seen it before, but it still makes me
cry. Sat there staring afterwards at the
surveyors wanted add I had found in the paper. Decided to
call, so I went to
Smithtown to do so. Feeling a bit peckish, stopped in at
Napper Tandys to have lunch. I ended up spending five hours talking to this crazy
italian guy, who used to be on Mario Cumos (ex mayor of
NYC I think) cabinet.
Insane. Sometimes emapthy can be a curse..a certain percentage of
older (and I'm 27) people who talk to me are amazed by some of my views and expressions, and won't leave me
alone. It's annoying, and somewhat embarrassing. So, as five o'clock rolled in, I figured it was too
late to
call, so I came home. Tra la la.
When I went to
Hartford, sunday, I met a
girl at the party who reminded me very much of a certain
evil twin of mine..we talked for hours (and her boyfriend seemed none too happy) but whatever. It was cool to
connect, I think she's may end up a
future addition to the
global freak circle. Heard from her tonite via
email,that was sweet.
Home. Such a
concept. Going to
Woodstock this weekend, room mate needs to reclaim his
linux server from a friend so we can get the ball rolling on our house network. 6 gigs online, via a
cable modem. Should have a few pages hosted soon (grin). And yes, we know how to fake a virtual
static IP through a cable connection. I can't wait.
Distractions from duty, whether it be the eternal search for
company, getting lost in my
writing or
art, or staring at the wall and drooling on the
pillow. I wonder why I always shoot myself in the foot. It's even worse to be aware of it and still helpless.
Cheers!