Gdmrnng.
It’s only a little past one in the morning, so maybe I should go back to sleep. But I’m feeling kind of restless, so maybe I should try to write. It’s been a while since I’ve felt like writing much of anything, which I guess means most of my thoughts are finding other escape routes. Or maybe I’m just thinking less in my old age.
That’s a terrible excuse. Here’s what’s new:
Tomorrow morning (later today, technically, urgh) I’m going to go to the farmer’s market, eat some tamales and drink some Chico Chai, and maybe go for a bike ride. In the evening my friend Emily’s having a birthday and a big group of us are going see Ira Glass (swoon). After that we’re going skating, or mini-golfing, or just out the bars.
Last week Emily, Carson, Suzy & I played some music in a basement. We kind of just plinked around, and I broke my guitar, but fun was had. Trenton & I have also come up with a great concept for a band. Chuck Yaeger: the fasted band on Earth. We’d play speed noise metal, with songs like Sonic Boom, Pushing the Envelope, and X-1. Great idea, right?
This Sunday the bike polo team/gang/kids is driving down to Sacramento for a little mini tournament. We’ve been itching for some competition for a while now, so we were very excited when we heard about the nearby opportunity.
The semester is almost over with only five weeks until finals. I feel pretty good about it. I’m still riding the wave of “actually getting shit done” from last semester, that is to say, I’m no longer slacking off and fucking up in all of my classes. I just sent out my transcript in an application for a scholarship, and there were far too many F’s.
Almost immediately after finals week I’m going to be splitting from Chico for the summer. First stop is my mom’s place in the bay are for a week. I think Im going to be helping her with some remodeling or something along those lines. Maybe building/fixing a porch? Could be fun.
A lot of times when I’m down at her house there’s very little to do, and the fact that it’s up in the hills leads to feelings of isolation and lethargy. I mean, it’s nice seeing fambly and all, but it feels like I’m just floating there doing nothing. Hopefully the week this summer will be filled with enough labor to keep that particular variety of brain rot from setting in.
At the very tail-end of May I’m going to be flying out to see Xue. This will be our forth cross-country rendezvous, and the longest yet. I’m going to be staying with her for the whole summer, and flying back to Chico in the fall.
I don’t really know what to expect. I’ve never lived with someone I’m dating before, but I’m very excited. It’s a big thing.
While I’m there I’m going to be working an internship with the Dutch Bicycle Company. They’re a shop in Somerville that imports Dutch/Danish city bikes and has recently started designing their own for manufacture in the US. The owner seems really cool, and I’m looking forward to working for them.
That looks like a lot of words. Nearly two AM now, so I’m going to hit post, hope I didn’t misspell too many words, and fall asleep.