[listen to anything]
She's just a girl.
She's just a girl.
She's just a girl.
Oohf!
Turn around.
Eyes.
Contact.
Yes!
The elbow. Shock, spine and upwards.
Something wraps itself around my stomach. Squeezes.
What now?
Say something. Anything.
Cigarette, offer her a cigarette.
Yes.
Lighter. Of course.
Closer.
Not that close.
Smooth.
The elbow, again.
The initials, remember the initials. A, M, D… no A, then D, then N. No. Fuck. Stay concentrated. A, D, then M, definitely ADM.
Make her promise.
Make her promise.
Will she?
Yes, she will.
She will.
Monday, February 26, 2007
Monday, February 19, 2007
New York - Spring Break
[listen to Interpol – Next Exit]
Time for a quick update. I’ve been awfully busy lately. Feel like I’m constantly engaged in finding a way to do as much as I can in as little time as possible. Would be nice being able to invent time. To create it. Or to buy it, for that matter!
Went to New York for a weekend. Absolutely loved it. Found myself drunk on Manhattan static the moment I stepped out of the bus station, after a sleepy two hours drive. The city is electricity, it breathes energy. I thought I wouldn’t be as impressed as I was seven years ago, but it just knocked me over. I probably exaggerate now, but there certainly were a couple of moments in which I became delirious with Manhattan’s drive.
Had the much appreciated company of Tom, who came visiting me for ten days. He managed to find us free accommodation at a friend of the family’s place in Queens. The friend wasn’t there herself, but her roommate (a considerably hot art student) was so nice as to let us stay for three nights.
Unfortunately, I had little time to recuperate from the trip. A week’s reading lay ahead of me on Sunday afternoon. Wish I had blogged the same day! Have forgotten half of what I did, and won’t manage to give as vivid an impression as I would have a week ago. In any case, it was extremely cold. Since Tom and I spent most of our time walking considerable distances between downtown and uptown Manhattan, I literally suffered frostbites on my (nevertheless fairly praiseworthy) legs.
Needless to say, there has been a fair amount of parties in the past twenty days. Don’t have any savoury details to tell, however, despite some controversial pictures that found their way to the internet.
One of the parties celebrated the occasion of Cathy attaining the legal drinking age (happy birthday Cathy!). The party was at our place and involved beer, vodka, sake and some strange blue liquid. Result: part of China got hilariously drunk.
Have been planning Spring Break, by the way. Looks very promising: roadtrip from L.A. to Phoenix, passing through San Diego, Las Vegas and Grand Canyon! I’m already regretting it won’t be longer than a week…
Time for a quick update. I’ve been awfully busy lately. Feel like I’m constantly engaged in finding a way to do as much as I can in as little time as possible. Would be nice being able to invent time. To create it. Or to buy it, for that matter!
Went to New York for a weekend. Absolutely loved it. Found myself drunk on Manhattan static the moment I stepped out of the bus station, after a sleepy two hours drive. The city is electricity, it breathes energy. I thought I wouldn’t be as impressed as I was seven years ago, but it just knocked me over. I probably exaggerate now, but there certainly were a couple of moments in which I became delirious with Manhattan’s drive.
Had the much appreciated company of Tom, who came visiting me for ten days. He managed to find us free accommodation at a friend of the family’s place in Queens. The friend wasn’t there herself, but her roommate (a considerably hot art student) was so nice as to let us stay for three nights.
Unfortunately, I had little time to recuperate from the trip. A week’s reading lay ahead of me on Sunday afternoon. Wish I had blogged the same day! Have forgotten half of what I did, and won’t manage to give as vivid an impression as I would have a week ago. In any case, it was extremely cold. Since Tom and I spent most of our time walking considerable distances between downtown and uptown Manhattan, I literally suffered frostbites on my (nevertheless fairly praiseworthy) legs.
Needless to say, there has been a fair amount of parties in the past twenty days. Don’t have any savoury details to tell, however, despite some controversial pictures that found their way to the internet.
One of the parties celebrated the occasion of Cathy attaining the legal drinking age (happy birthday Cathy!). The party was at our place and involved beer, vodka, sake and some strange blue liquid. Result: part of China got hilariously drunk.
Have been planning Spring Break, by the way. Looks very promising: roadtrip from L.A. to Phoenix, passing through San Diego, Las Vegas and Grand Canyon! I’m already regretting it won’t be longer than a week…
Library
[listen to Midlake – Van Occupanther]
Practically live at the library lately, out of sheer necessity of human proximity. How I long for the warming sensation of that casual bodily touch, that stolen smile!
Mind this, by no means am I trying to sound desperate or anything; I just know I need it.
(Don’t want to get in that messy business of making myself completely understood. I don’t expect no deep, fundamental apprehension of each other’s inner selves; no mutual understanding of our lonely souls.)
Practically live at the library lately, out of sheer necessity of human proximity. How I long for the warming sensation of that casual bodily touch, that stolen smile!
Mind this, by no means am I trying to sound desperate or anything; I just know I need it.
(Don’t want to get in that messy business of making myself completely understood. I don’t expect no deep, fundamental apprehension of each other’s inner selves; no mutual understanding of our lonely souls.)
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