Crushing Krisis

Comic Books, Drag Race, & Life in New Zealand

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Leaving for work yesterday morning began a sequence of events that would leave me rushing from place to place for the entire weekend with just moments like these to catch my breath; work, rehearsal, dyke march, cast party, sleep, car wash, scavenger hunt, ushering, dinner, sleep, ushering, striking the set. Everything was going just fine until the cast party, during which a combination of all sorts of factors left me dumb and sleeping in a stupor (although i made it back here, in an example of (a very addled) mind over matter). I woke up this morning not hungover but instead still mildly drunk, which made the walk to the car wash an interesting incident. However, totally raising the average estimated value of my day was that fact that Teri decided to come all the way in from Shippensburg to hang out with our chapter of PNE for the day. Seeing as she’s about to disappear off of the face of my earth for three months, i have to say i was happy to see her. But, anyway, somewhere in there i played some hardcore ultimate frisbee, and now i have to run off to see what the rest of the night has in store for me. Should be interesting…

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So, last night i did one of my favourite things in the world .. ran down the middle of the street in West Philly with my guitar strapped to my back at 2am. Okay, so… maybe it’s not really one of my favourite things. There’s sorta been a few muggings in the blocks surrounding my apartment, and while i’ve never once been harrassed in my nineteen years here in Philadelphia i feel something akin to a bullseye with legs and frizzy hair when i’m walking around with a three hundred dollar instrument and nothing nearly as threatening as a can of pepper spray. Or even just some pepper.

I had been at Bill’s place (Cast Page Update Coming Soon) just messing around with his sweet keyboard and my guitar … we managed to get a few ad-libbed songs off the ground but eventually i got tired and all i could muster were very strummy E minor chords and various and sundry Ani DiFranco lyrics, so we called it a night. I don’t think it was until i got outside that i realized how much of a night it really was. But, anyhow, i made it home in one piece, and even got into the building (despite having earlier locked my keys in the admissions office). So… yeah, that was my big adventure of the day. And, i ate a crepe with my little brother from PiNu. Very exciting stuff. Now i’m gonna go file something…

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Um, hi. Nice to meet you. We might have met before… i used to write stuff on here every so often. But, lately i’ve been out and about. You know… concerts, rehearsals, theatre … all that arty junk that college students do because they aren’t doing nearly enough work. I went a whole weekend without even thinking about checking my email; could you imagine? Obviously the computer has become so much a part of my daily work-life that i dread and avoid it when i get home. By contrast, with my decided lack of music curricula this term has made my guitar the most exciting thing on earth. Really. My fingers hurt just thinking about it. I even did a Trio yesterday, but it really sucked, so i’m gonna try again. And other stuff too. Back to work.

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The weather seems to have given up its bipolar behaviour and settled on a lovely middle ground, if only for a day or two. I happen to like spring, so i’m happy. Spring is strange for me, because i’m not especially a native to the season. I’m in my glory in the cool days of autumn and the chill of winter, but spring is just the yellow light before the green and heat of summer and it always makes me a little uneasy. It’s a season that moves… wind, rain, growth, warmth. Fall is so different, the way it settles down and leaves you with a polite dusting of snow and a christmas tree.


It’s hard to get a good read on spring (or any other season) while you’re in high school because it’s all skipping school to sit in your bedroom with the windows wide open or idly walking home even though you have much too much homework to do. School adds purpose to spring, because you’re trapped inside and you want to get out. Momentum. Somehow (i know how: through whining and bitching and using all of my connections to my best advantage) i wound up in class fall/winter and working in the spring/summer. So, i’ve got a building for me to escape, but it’s not really the same as school because i like it here and they pay me to do things i really don’t mind doing at all. So, i’ve lost all of my momentum; i am not out the door like a shot at 5pm to jump into a pair of shorts and a tee-shirt and do whatever people do in spring. I wouldn’t even know what they do anyhow.


So, yeah, spring finally feels like it’s here. Maybe i’ll go take a walk…

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So, i’m not going to Shippensburg this weekend as originally planned. I’m not quite sure why. I have two people who want to drive there and have nothing better to do, but the plan just doesn’t seem to have any weight to it. Maybe it’s because the other two people want to go because i want to go, and i want to go so i can hang out with Teri, but in reality i know Teri will be too tied up in the midst of her last big party of the year to pay much attention to a bunch of us Drexel kids. Or to me. It’s silly to even try to suggest that i had another reason to go … i don’t drink all that much and i’m not the most social person in the world when it comes to meeting people at parties. My excuse for it all was that a bunch of us would go and make it a bonding experience, but obviously the drive behind the whole thing was seeing Teri. But now i’m not. Not sure how i feel about that. But, now it looks like i can just run into town, buy a spindle of cds, and start hammering away at demo duplication. What fun!

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