quiet evening, distracted by the hums and clanks and sirens of the new flat and its downtown wonders. had entirely forgotten this site/blog until stumbled onto jessica's for kicks - js you are fantastical, hurrah - and thought, why not?
cannot keep up with these addictive sites... something so thrilling and indulgent about keeping personal sites dedicated to... oneself. thoughts, tandems, memories, queries, life lessons, random BS to fill the cosmos... no wonder we're the blog generation. my mother was telling me that even president clinton has a myspace page - i keep meaning to check on that - so there you have it. i mean the man plays the goddamn sax, we always knew he was cool.
listening to tom waits and feeling intellectual in that berkley/ginsberg/dylan sort of way. also drinking port (you know i am obsessed with all things portuguese) and basking in its crimson smoothness. sometimes a girl just needs a glass of wine.
have enormous new place and lots of empty space... well that's what happens when you don't own furniture. but hell's bells, i have a sauna. so there you have it. sauna + wine + poetry + city air = heaven. will be interesting when add roommate to the mix (cross fingers). eager to entertain, play hostess. have obviously evolved into a moderately exact replica of my mother, hostess/entertainer extraordinaire.
would love to be at the lake tonight. annual labor day party, lots of hobnobbing and a steady stream of alcohol with the cool sweetness of the september air ushering out the summer season. sigh. cannot get enough of that place.
fantastic weekend. IU reunion + wild piano bar + "buckets" of bud light = great night. sang myself hoarse ("singing" being relative, mostly shouting lyrics to classic billy joel, journey, 70's anthems). love living so close to the buzz of nightlife.
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