Crushing Krisis

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Okay, so, i’m back, and it bears some explaining.

Firstly, Ev is looking into the archive problem at Blogger, which is all i ever wanted him to do in the first place, and him looking into it is a good enough solution for me, so i’m back. Secondly, i miss you. Thirdly, i really want to be here to promote donations to the 25/24 Project in association with the Blog-A-Thon.

To catch you up quickly, i am recording 25 brand new studio tracks to be released one per hour on July 28th for the entire day, and i’m asking people to pledge money towards MANNA in support of my project. MANNA is a local volunteer organization that makes meals 6 days a week for people living at home with AIDS/HIV, and a donation as small as $5 will actually go towards feeding people! More details can be found here, and i’m offering PBS-style bonuses to people who donate on behalf of 25/24.

So, yeah, back … with a purpose. This rocks.

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So, after my massive bitch session last night, today was about change. After two particularly bitchy comments this morning at the coffee shop i gave my two weeks notice. It’s a bit odd, because the shop is the first real permanent job i’ve ever had, and i love all my coworkers dearly, but at this point the experience is worth more in stress to me than it is in cash money. I could have theoretically stayed almost through April, but i’m not. Oh well. In other news, i might be moving. I’m not sure. I like this apartment a lot, but i think i’s much worse than a dorm room for me because i really am here by myself almost all of the time, which motivates me 0%. When Matt is here all he does is sleep on the couch or … um… occasionally sleep in the bed, and it’s a proven fact that the social state and work ethics of my roommates rub off on me, so… i don’t know. Moving would be a lot of bullshit, and i’d have to talk to all of our utilities and find people to help me move, but this place isn’t really condusive to my mental health right now, and i really need my mental health.

Other changes? I don’t know. I told Laurel that i had a girlfriend, and then i told her i’d cry when she leaves for Europe. The way i feel about Laurel is sorta the way you feel about that one special ex: benevolent and still attracted even though you know nothing will ever come of it. Of course, nothing ever did come of it because Laurel isn’t my ex or anything like it. What she is is a beautiful & intelligent true friend, one of my first in the theatre at Drexel, and i will never forget her.


So, there’s my positive day. Now i have to go and die… err… i meant sleep. Yeah. Sleep of the dead.

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