SoMuchCloser

i am not feeling so hot today, and there’s a faint smell of dollar drafts on my left arm, where some clumsy dancer let her beer slip.
the weekend was, as predicted, full of music.
friday night we went to the smiths’ and they were having a private little barn party (it’s pennsylvania, gimme a break) and sol driven train was playing and hanging out. it was amazing. the acoustics were so good and they were just relaxed and everyone was joining it, it was fabulous.
then yesterday bill and i played at the animal shelter benefit thing, which went really well. it was fun and a lot of people showed up for us, which is cool. and after we hung out and then headed downtown. i definitely haven’t gotten that bad in a while. i realized i hadn’t eaten because i was nervous, and so it didn’t take much.
but so this brings me to last night at kimball’s where we saw the band again, hung out with some friends but basically just danced the night away. after, two of the guys asked me how our gig was, which i thought was the sweetest thing ever. joel was like ‘how did it go tonight?’ and i said ‘oh you guys were awesome, every show is different!’ or something. he just smiled and said ‘no, how was your show?’
bottom line - i want what they have. so badly.
i met some guy with a name that won’t let him past my radar, poor thing. but he kept buying me shots, probably not a good thing. and he insisted on taking my number, but 9 times out of 10 that’s just routine. so we’ll see, but i don’t think i’m interested in another brian with a y.

i’m not going to work today…no voice and a hangover. baaad combo.
happy SUNday, all.
xxoooo

just in talking to my grandbig i realized how different we all are. she was saying how she could never constantly travel for a year. and i would love that. some of us like different kinds of music- some of us don’t even like music (gah). some of us like sports, some like dance, some like death metal, some like re-enacting, some like sci fi. we’re all so totally different. and it just hit me that this is for a reason.
anyways, all of that is to say that i’m applying for a job that will send me all over the country for the next year atleast. well, after i graduate. i feel really good about it and pretty confident. so, more details after the deadline for applications. but i’m excited because it would pay to send me to a bunch of different campuses and i would sleep on couches and meet a million people and fly all of the time. with all of my possesions with me, in a few suitcases. it’s dreamland.

so on saturday morning, i blew my nose and (i swear) i smelled summer. it’s been freezing ever since. i believe that i blew out the last smell of the beach and sunshine and warmth. i guess that means i should get a coat and some pants that touch the ground. even if i don’t want to. (last cold winter ever? here’s hoping!)

this friday we’re going to a super fun barn party at the smith’s and Sol Driven Train is going to be there and we’re all going to hang out and hopefully become even better friends and they’ll ask us to go on tour with them. it’ll be great.
and then saturday we’re playing at a benefit for a no kill animal shelter, and then going to the bar to hear SDT play. again.
a weekend full of music, and i’m super excited.

xxxxooooooo

optimism ensues.
i can breathe now that my presentations are over. they went reeeeally really well, emily and kirsten dressed me up nice, and my friends came to support me. it was a long day of robot-like movements and stress, but it’s over, and i’m done. with that, anyways.
i slept in all day, through my two classes, emailed my paper to my professor, put on a clay mask and made some coffee and toast. i deserve it, goddammit.

tonight’s first friday, which is fun. it’s been warm out lately so it will be nice to walk around downtown. we may play at otto’s, but it’s not final yet. if not, then i’m going to walk around and check out bill’s art and others’, maybe get a drink, maybe just hang out, maybe practice, maybe i don’t even care. relaxation is on my plate for at least the next 24 hours.

have i mentioned i’m ready for this semester to be over? besides thanksgiving, when i get to bring emily, kirsten and melanie home and see my family and a few wonderful friends, and playing with bill..i’m done. i’m just sick of these classes. but i’m still enjoying life! and my semester! even if i have to yell that to myself to make it true!

xxooooooooooooooo

hey america!
i’m in the room in the sky, otherwise known as the library cubicle that alex and i squish ourselves into for hours when it’s the night before something big is due.
he’s doing his archaeology presentation tomorrow, too.
anyways, i’m stressed yet happy and just wanted to let the world know that i really really heart obama. and i have lots of hope.

xxoooooo

so my classes! my last classes ever!:
intro to sociology - because i need it
new testament - with one of my least fave professors
after death and dying - with one of my very fave profs
teachings of jesus, mark and thomas - with that same least fave prof (5 times a week…UGH)
choir, woot
community service - who knew helping the world could count as a gym?!

– it all seems really relaxed and religious. i have to finish my religion major, that’s why there’s so many. but i don’t mind, really. it’s strange to think that right now i pretty much have a degree in french and a degree in archaeology. i’m just working on that last one. and it’s also strange that i took so many 200 and 300 level courses as a freshman, and now i’m taking two 100 levels. but i won’t complain!
i’m giving my huge presentations this thursday..i’m excited for them to be over, but i’ll be sad to give up my research on jean dominique. i watched the documentary for the first time since i’ve been learning every detail i can about his life and work. and i cried, a lot.
i feel bad that i don’t give half as much a care about my archaeology presentation. what’s that say? eh?

i don’t like this time change deal. now it’s dark most of the time, and i really just don’t enjoy it. now is my favorite time, when the sun’s right above and (today at least) the sky is blue. i’m just like a lil green flower, i just want some sun and sky, and a little bit of rain but not too much. and i could do without the bees, too.

name: Will Miss. eh eh? i’m super self-conscious about this whole band naming thing. it’s making me squirmy.
(that’s totally copyrighted, p.s.)

i watched juno for the first time the other night. sweet stuff, not so hot on the music front, though. but i really liked the characters.

happy blue sky monday!