Crushing Krisis

And now i’m wearing two pairs of socks because it’s frigid in here. I used to be okay with that, in my old house. My old house was so much like this place. However, i am not okay with it right now, because i don’t see any reason why i should have to be this cold at ten in the morning in october. I can hear church bells bleeding through my windows as though they’re coming from under water. There’re a lot of churches around here but i couldn’t really tell you which one is where. And i’m supposed to know these things. I’m off the the coffee shop again in about an hour, filling in for someone else. Yes, i must be a workaholic. With all this money, i’m either buying a guitar, Ani DiFranco tickets, or a domain name. But, which domain name would i buy? Krisis is all taken, as is Crashing. I don’t really like those .Nu sites becaue they’re just portals, and i’d like to go with a place that incorporates the domain fee into their hosting charges like A-Plus or Penny Host. But i want a nice short domain name, damnit! How do people come up with this witty short names….

It’s frigid in here, and outside it’s less than 50 degrees. I slept through more of my life last night, a party this time. It turns out i missed a good time at the open mic the nigt before. I didn’t really mean to miss the party either; a boy needs his sleep. The ‘Germany and the World of Hitler’ class is totally amazing, and i took pages upon pages of notes there. Afterwards i had lunch with Laurel and Justin (not the usual Justin), which was fun. I love to hang out with Laurel, and she might be leaving the country for her co-op, so i try to hang out with her as much as i possibly can. Afterwards we walked back home together and chatted. I got back home and had no interest in my guitar… i have weeks where it’s the sexiest thing on earth and week where i barely feel like playing a C-chord. At this point is was after 6pm, and i had been up since 4:30am, so i went to sleep either on the couch or in my bed (don’t remember). I wound up on the couch this morning because my computer’s alarm clock went off and i could hear it from my bedroom.

So, i blew off the open mic in exchange for glorious glorious sleep, and now i am well rested and off to work a morning at the coffee shop. Honestly, i don’t think i had anything to play at the open mic, which is pretty sad. I need to find some time to practice and write reguarly so i can be more excited about more of my songs.

There’s an open mic tonight at the campus coffee shop, but i’m not entirely sure that i’ll make it. Or, if i do make it, i’m not entirely sure of what i would play. I’ve been working on a lot of new things that aren’t quite ready yet, so that leaves me with a lack of new material and old material that i need to practice. Hmm…

And now i’ll talk about why i actually love going to school here. I’m sitting in the office of the theatre production proffessor, having come from the office of the liason to commuter students, and before that i was chatting with the Assistant Dean of the College of Arts and Sciences. The cool thing is, they’re my friends. I don’t mean that i could necessarily call one of them up and go hang out out their house, but they all welcome my drop-ins with a smile and always invite me to come back. Some of my friends here don’t have that kind of relationship with any professors or staff members, and i just find myself wondering why. I can actually tell you: it’s all about getting involved and making yourself known. No ass-kissing is involved, either! Simply proving yourself to be a reliable student or member of an academic association is really enough. So, here i am, on a wireless internet connection in the office of my Tech Director. I like my life. More news as i live it…