samedi, octobre 30, 2004

Sox parade





we got up late but managed to play catch up with the red sox parade. we ran down commonwealth till the public gardens then realized that we'd miss them at city hall so we turned about and headed for the river.

there were about 53 billion people around the water, give or take a few million i'm sure.

vendredi, octobre 29, 2004

i've stopped paying attention in class. just ordered matador at 15, cat power, AND the new neko case.

excitement!



apparently i get a signed neko case poster too! yippee!

fabulous!



and i board the plane in just four hours!

excitement!

mercredi, octobre 27, 2004

lundi, octobre 25, 2004

we're having a party FRIDAY!

i'm at the office. and i'm like, bored.

jeudi, octobre 21, 2004

The Greatest Comeback in Sports History






so it was crazy last night. we ran out onto the street towards fenway, towards yawkey way and the crowds were already there. we lost jeff and friends early on as the crowds swelled near the 7-11 and over the bridge. at one point by the entrance to fenway park we were surrounded by what seemed like a billion cops and cops on horses, then got crowd-crushed and i swear i almost suffocated. but we escaped - it was all good.

you can't live in this town without becoming a sox fan. it's crazy the current just grabs you and doesn't let go. it feels really good.

and this is an awesome article.

mercredi, octobre 20, 2004

i should stop trying to write this paper drunk.
( run into flowers | m83 )

everyone will disappoint you at one point or other. so don't bother to prepare, but rather just expect it and expect to not be able to do anything about it.

all the trees (including the yellow-leaved ones) seem to be leaning to the right today, sticking out their heads and hands and watching the cars go by. it's funny, they're waving around as if they're trying to hail taxis.

and the deathcabforcutie concert rawked and i think i'm in love with leona marrs who's now keyboarding for pretty girls make graves.

mardi, octobre 19, 2004

sometimes i drink and i feel happy or happier at that moment, but also know that i'll be sad or depressed later on. and still i pour myself another j+b.

i slept late and didn't leave the apartment at all today.

lundi, octobre 18, 2004






hello i'm getting sleepy. here are some scenes from the weekend with maia and elleni. these seem to be from friday evening inside and outside some bar called G2. it was maggie's going away fete and at one point jules and i got annoyed that we weren't drunk enough so we sneaked off for shots at the bar.

dave got into new york a bit late so we didn't get to meet up.

and saturday we somehow started off the morning with eggs, pancakes, and bloody marys, which (as you can guess) left us wandering in a mild buzz for an hour or two. maia and i bought a ton of used books at the housingworks cafe, then wandered over to the lower east side and into maggie's apartment. shopped then wandered back home and threw ourselves onto the sofa to read - maia with her rules of attraction, ellen with her secret history, and me with my requiem for a dream.

saturday evening ellen and i sauntered over to meet julia and mary (who was really, really quite cute) for drinks and then i had to run over to Amuse for roo's birthday dinner, arriving at the restaurant to order drink number 5 or 6 and being the only one already very drunk.

i do hope i didn't embarress myself too badly.

Shuttle

Shuttle

So I find myself at the la guardia marine air terminal with a black-label-on-the-rocks, waiting for the next flight to boston. DL 1932 DEPARTS 630 Boston, MA.

Shit. Boarding call. Gotta finish the drink.

Working Men

Working Men

Ajay and I strolling back for another meeting. Almost collapsed this morning from a caffeine deficiency - now I think I've slightly overdosed on diner coffee.

The appointment is at 130pm. Alright. Here we go.

(ps) hey [p] work rawks thanks babe for checking!

Working Men

Working Men

vendredi, octobre 15, 2004

Jules + ellen

Jules + ellen

We're at some going-away party in the meat packing district

Jil

Jil

So it ended up being the skinny jil sander tie. I'm starving. Just finished a series of meetings and now I'm at 590 madison. The damn cafeteria was closed and I'm not sure where to go. I'm starving.

jeudi, octobre 14, 2004

i really should try to get some work done. we've dinner reservations at 9 and we might have drinks before or after and i've got the 830 morning flight to catch and at most an hour before the meetings begin.

my mind keeps running off without me.
for some reason the tree right across from our window is glowing a saturated yellow that seems to overflow onto its neighbors. this happening despite the dark skies overhead. where's the light coming from?

dress code is business casual, jackets preferred but what does that really mean nowadays?

somehow i've suddenly started feeling unbearably depressed about going to new york.
oooh, my coffee just kicked in.

oh gosh.

i feel really, really good. so what if i'm on hold with a t-mobile customer rep. so what if my phone's messing up on me. hell, i'm going to un-mute the autour de lucie cd till the rep comes back.

it seemed beautiful this morning despite a weather report of gloomy intermittent showers. but now the sky's turned all moody and the living room feels colder, much colder.

and i'll be in manhattan tomorrow for meetings and then staying for the weekend - roo's got her birthday soiree on saturday and maia says there's a going-away party tomorrow night. i'm currently caught between thoughts of figuring out work, and worrying about packing for the trip.

i don't even know what tie to wear tomorrow.

mercredi, octobre 13, 2004

finally got the new autour de lucie album from the post office. i've just sent off a copy to jenn and i hope she likes it.

totally (totally) rawking out to it. wow. listening to Personne N'est Comme Toi at this moment and the faux disco guitar rifts sont vraiment super! finished a client conference about 15 minutes ago but i seem to be holding myself back to listen to this, for just a bit longer.

oh, and as advised by [p] i shall try to take better care of my liver.

mardi, octobre 12, 2004

i'm wondering about going to smith and wollensky's sometime. it's not listed in the boston zagat (which should tell me something) but somehow i feel like i should check it out. on another note, i think i'm getting a bottle of J & B on the way home. last night i stopped by that new wine store by the hotel commonwealth and they didn't have any liquor so i got a bottle of port instead.

After Interpol

After Interpol

Out on my doorstep waiting for dave et al to pick me up for supper.

paul banks was dressed in a dark suit and hat and drapped in red lights. somehow he reminded me of alex de large from a clockwork orange.

lundi, octobre 11, 2004

note to self - check out velvet teen, dirty on purpose.
gosh i'm drunk. tiffanny called at eleven and said hey come out for a drink and so we ventured out, luke, jeff, sarah, tiffany and i over to somewhere. the first place, phoenix landing was playing crap music AND tried to charge a cover so we said screw that. then we pass by the Enormous Room and the door was like locked and we went WTF? and then some guy came out and went Yeah we're having a private party tonight. ok. so we walked on. and we found this one place that i'm sure NONE of us remember the name of, but anyways so yeah there was no cover and we walked in and there was a live band playing blues and we totally got into it and it was awesome. awesome enough that we want to go back again. they played jazz and i remember them playing love potion number 9 at one point and it was all really, really cool stuff.

i had j&b on the rocks (several) tonight for the first time. inspired by patrick bateman i thought why not, and man those were good.

dimanche, octobre 10, 2004

A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you.
- Françoise Sagan
ivy. apartment life. the best thing.

i remember hearing this the first time - my brother had made me an md when he came to visit in switzerland. we were getting ready to go out to dinner and he put this song on. i can't remember where we went but it's the first time i ever heard him sing along to a something. which was definitely cool.

i almost made it out last night. at one point i went to wash my face with cold water but then i crawled back into bed, under the white duvet, and lay there wondering, thinking about nothing really except that i felt tired and that i should probably go out and maybe have a drink or two.

it's getting late in the morning. i think i'll go get eggs and maybe make some hash browns.

samedi, octobre 09, 2004

my head is fucking killing me. i wish i had some painkillers or something. i've poured myself a glass of whiskey and maybe that will work out. anna says they'll be heading over to wonderbar at about nine or so.

my head hurt last night as well and i think i drank it away.

Drunk walking home

Drunk walking home

vendredi, octobre 08, 2004

Drunk-watchin' the debates

Drunk-watchin' the debates

Drunk-watchin' the debates

Drunk-watchin' the debates

Wall photos

Wall photos


we can hear the crowds screaming from fenway. in the meantime, here are some ghetto scans of photos on my wall. tonight we're drunk-watching the debates and then heading to the bars for drinking and dancing. people, when in doubt - keep on trucking.

Wall photos

Wall photos

Wall photos

Wall photos

mardi, octobre 05, 2004

i am also officially addicted to interpol antics.


drown.
this is strange. there's nothing to do tonight. which is weird. usually there's something to do. i mean yeah the cheney-edwards debate is on and i guess i'll be checking that out with the guys, but it's... strange to have nothing really planned. maybe i'll go to the darkroom. maybe i'll work. i have no idea. i don't know.

i have an evening free. and i feel utterly lost.

and there seems to be a little bug flying after my glass of red wine. and the sky seems to get redder then darker everytime i blink.

lundi, octobre 04, 2004

Morrissey is a god

Morrissey is a god

Morrissey is a god

Morrissey is a god

Welcome to the Orpheum

Welcome to the Orpheum

Morrissey is playing.

(sent from leonard's Sidekick)

Orange sunlight



Orange sunlight


it's quite gorgeous really, when the afternoon light filters in through the drapes and into the bedroom. i'm tempted to leave the windows hidden.

Orange sunlight


Orange sunlight

dimanche, octobre 03, 2004

i'm quite out of it. this morning i tried to pour listerine onto my hands.

samedi, octobre 02, 2004

Gosh I'm Tired - i'm waiting at washington square for a t to bring me home. Worked out (moving boxes) with maia before meeting up with brooke + stephers for dinner and beers. (and maia bought us dinner - the angel!)

Need need to crash when I get home but damnit there's so much work to finish and send out before sunday runs out on me. it used to all be so easy, but somehow the drive and the passion are ebbing away.

Movin'!

Movin'!<br>


maia tearing the credit card guy a new one. no wait, that happened much later.

Movin'!

Movin'!<br>


brooke et stephers at Mint Julep. go there. go spend lots of money.

No idea

No idea


No idea where we took this but yeah.

vendredi, octobre 01, 2004

Jess

Jess

We are getting buzzed

(sent from leonard's Sidekick)

i wonder if replaying the same song makes us feel like we're going around in circles, if it causes our thoughts to keep returning to the same things. i've been playing (interpol's) Next Exit again and again and again and i'm getting sort of dizzy. but it's like i can't escape This, whatever This may be.

Last night

Last night

Last night

Last night


the So and So's rawking out at the reception.

Last night

Last night

Last night

Last night

i just want to go home, crawl under the covers and hide.
this is funny. i'm chatting with jenn (who's in canada right _now_ ). and she's not in a good state, and i'm not in a good state, and we inspired each other to start drinking wine and so we're really drunk and chatting and we've been listening to random happy songs and just complaining about people and how they fuck with our minds and all that crap. well to be fair, maybe we're just weak and unable to let go. but yeah we should let go.

this is really fun actually. we're totally hanging out and just getting wasted and feeling happy(er).

just found an email/comment from [p]. aw, she's just so cool - oh you rawk yes you do.