Ahh...I can't believe I'm out of coffee. What the fuck! I never run out of coffee! How did I let this happen? I'm not awake enough to walk across the street and to pick some up right now and my neighbors don't drink coffee.
I finally fell asleep around 3. It looks like you were up late too.My problem lately (well, besides our growing divide) is that I can't seem to get to sleep. Once, I fall asleep I seem to be able to sleep fine, so I decided to sleep in and just woke up a while ago.
At least I'm not hung over. I went out last night to meet Amber and Jen at the Vagabond. Jen couldn't come but Melissa was there so after a glass of wine we headed over to the Blue Lounge. I would have preferred to go to Barleycorns since there was a band playing there but didn't say anything and went a head and went with them. Drinks are two-for-one there on Thursday nights. It's really loud there. They turn up the juke box so loud you have to almost scream to talk. A few years ago when I still lived walking distance from there I would go there a lot on Thursday night. It is also the first bar I ever bar tended at, but it was a rib place then called Rics Rib Rac. Anyway, I had a glass another glass of wine and chatted with Melissa and this guy she's seeing behind her on again off again boyfriend, Mo's, back. They've hit a rough patch again so she's doing what she usually does. I can't remember his name. He seemed nice but I didn't feel right in with it in some ways. She's just going to cause herself more pain in the end, but I don't feel like it's my place to say anything to her either. Anyway, it was OK. When I was in a different place I used to go out all the time because I didn't like being at home by myself but I hardly ever enjoyed it. It seemed like a lot of work for no real payoff. Last night I had a nice time talking with them at the Vagabond but I could have done without the Blue Lounge in some ways. I have always sort of felt that bars are for getting drunk and hooking up. Very rarely do I find myself having a decent conversation, but that could be just me. Most of the people I know aren't into books or the music I listen to so the conversations focus on other subjects and I'm usually not into it. Maybe I'm becoming a snob. Maybe I've always been a snob. I don't like to think I am though, but it may be true. Gossiping is fine for a while but than I sort of lose my patience for it.
I did have a nice talk with one of the Indiekid land girls, Audrey. She didn't care for me at first, partly because I was friends with Mara, and she doesn't care for Mara at all, but lately we have been getting along better and she's really cool. Mix tapes are all the talk lately. The old fashion kind on cassette tape. She's started a company making tapes and has started making some really cool covers for them. We talked about that book Thurston Moore did about the subject. Her boyfriend is friends with him and is going to produce something for him sometime soon. Which is pretty cool. She wants to join the knitting group too. We may go together on Monday for a bit. We both have to work really early the next day so we'll probably only stay an hour or so. I have been asked to be in another art show in November so I may use that time to start putting some ideas and work together.
I should start on my day. I'm going to clean and do some laundry and hang around the house. I have to try and catch up with James too and get the money back I loaned him on Sunday for his rent. I probably shouldn't have loaned it to him but I didn't want to see him on the streets either.
It's been over two weeks since we've spoken. We've never gone that long before. Even we were just pen pals.
