Saturday, April 24, 2004
*broken windows, open locks, reminds of us of the youth we lost*
thursday
i feel like listening to thursday.
derek gave me his play tonight. he got them copied and bound. he also wrote a book, which he is going to give me when he picks it up from the printer. in exchange, i must provide him with a copy of my thesis. so now i have to get four copies bound. but its all good, its cool that ill always have his manuscripts, and hell have my thesis, even if we never see each other again after july. in the copy he gave me, derek wrote to me: "dearest gille, keep managing, keep staying beautiful and keep appreciating the beauty OF insanity. from all of my heart, derek." awww. i cant wait to read it. i might actually forego sleep to start reading..
nothing important happened today. i really woke up, showered, went to work. thats it. i made like $120, boooooo i wanted MORE. but whatever. thats enough. it was painless, i had a good night, and a good time. it wasnt very busy. i wasnt running around at all. i socialized a lot (with coworkers and tables). smoked like 9 cigarettes. talked to kim a bit. i thought it might be a little wierd considering we made out last week. but no, it was regular kim and gille insanity. so i was happy about that at least. after work i went to westway with derek and lee. had the usual. after that, derek got in a cab, and lee and i walked over to the 59th st bridge (59th and 2nd, from 44th and 9th.. a good 45 minute walk), as we do in the warmer weather, and i took a taxi from there. now im talking to mike:
mike: yeah.. i need to be getting some
gille: aww
mike: yup.. im a lonely bot
mike: bpy
mike: grr
mike: boy
gille: i liked the "bot" best
mike: me too
gille: you should refer to yrself as a bot from now on
mike: im robotic
mike: sounds good
mike: i will
mike: think it'll work?
gille: yes.
good times. i should be getting to bed, as i promised candace family day tomorrow, where we will play risk bc being imperialists is fun. i wanna get up by like 12. i wonder if i will. if i wake up, and she isnt out here, i will likely go back to bed. i have to go get cursive tickets with ryan tomorrow around 4. then study. then mike is coming over after he sees some band at irving plaza. hes gonna crash here (cos i think he uses me for a bed close to the city lol), then i have work sunday morning. study sunday night, study monday, take orals monday night. gregg (manager) asked me if i got "a new pair of knee pads for monday" which was kinda gross (get it? orals? yah. cute. it took me like 30 seconds to get it, actually. i stood there confused.) i then asked him if HE had a masters. he said no. i said "i will be a master of history.. which is comprable to being a master of the universe. and you will be nothing."
anyway. mike is like looking at porn or something bc he isnt responding quick enough and i am sober bc i dont have a drug dealer, so i think the only answer is sleep. or dereks play. we shall see.... gooooodnight.
thursday
i feel like listening to thursday.
derek gave me his play tonight. he got them copied and bound. he also wrote a book, which he is going to give me when he picks it up from the printer. in exchange, i must provide him with a copy of my thesis. so now i have to get four copies bound. but its all good, its cool that ill always have his manuscripts, and hell have my thesis, even if we never see each other again after july. in the copy he gave me, derek wrote to me: "dearest gille, keep managing, keep staying beautiful and keep appreciating the beauty OF insanity. from all of my heart, derek." awww. i cant wait to read it. i might actually forego sleep to start reading..
nothing important happened today. i really woke up, showered, went to work. thats it. i made like $120, boooooo i wanted MORE. but whatever. thats enough. it was painless, i had a good night, and a good time. it wasnt very busy. i wasnt running around at all. i socialized a lot (with coworkers and tables). smoked like 9 cigarettes. talked to kim a bit. i thought it might be a little wierd considering we made out last week. but no, it was regular kim and gille insanity. so i was happy about that at least. after work i went to westway with derek and lee. had the usual. after that, derek got in a cab, and lee and i walked over to the 59th st bridge (59th and 2nd, from 44th and 9th.. a good 45 minute walk), as we do in the warmer weather, and i took a taxi from there. now im talking to mike:
mike: yeah.. i need to be getting some
gille: aww
mike: yup.. im a lonely bot
mike: bpy
mike: grr
mike: boy
gille: i liked the "bot" best
mike: me too
gille: you should refer to yrself as a bot from now on
mike: im robotic
mike: sounds good
mike: i will
mike: think it'll work?
gille: yes.
good times. i should be getting to bed, as i promised candace family day tomorrow, where we will play risk bc being imperialists is fun. i wanna get up by like 12. i wonder if i will. if i wake up, and she isnt out here, i will likely go back to bed. i have to go get cursive tickets with ryan tomorrow around 4. then study. then mike is coming over after he sees some band at irving plaza. hes gonna crash here (cos i think he uses me for a bed close to the city lol), then i have work sunday morning. study sunday night, study monday, take orals monday night. gregg (manager) asked me if i got "a new pair of knee pads for monday" which was kinda gross (get it? orals? yah. cute. it took me like 30 seconds to get it, actually. i stood there confused.) i then asked him if HE had a masters. he said no. i said "i will be a master of history.. which is comprable to being a master of the universe. and you will be nothing."
anyway. mike is like looking at porn or something bc he isnt responding quick enough and i am sober bc i dont have a drug dealer, so i think the only answer is sleep. or dereks play. we shall see.... gooooodnight.
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