So I emerge from the abyss once again, 15 pounds lighter, blonder, richer, and recently promoted.
So have recently become office star, with random gifts from distinguished SVP for the holidays - he picked me out of all his employees! I will be going courtside with his son, supposedly successful in the internet business in California. Another trust fund baby. Money I got but I could use a stronger man. I don't know the slightest thing about basketball, but how can you refuse such a generous offer? I couldn't very well tell the man no.
Am getting ready for Vegas as the days come nearer to the big moment. Sher and me booked the Chelsea for New Year's Eve. Intending on buying a new dress for the occasion, both respectively. Am likewise broke beyond doubt. Am likewise not concerned as I ought to be about this.
I feel something beautiful in the air, lately. I got a wonderful bounty of personal gifts from all my friends at work. I owe them a lot, really, especially D, without whom I might not be at all sane. It is wonderful to come through something as tumultuous as my flirtation with mental disaster these last few months and find out nothing was as horrible as I imagined it at all.
Matt and me talked about punk today; for years I hadn't discussed that past with anyone. And it is wonderful to see, after all these years, how truth really rings in:
"ARE WE DEAD YET?! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" - The Unseen
You know, I never got that song when it was big; its a shame, really.
I am exhausted but sleep so little these days. I feel something big coming, something wonderful and enriching. I'm not worried anymore about me. Claire told me everything.
Crims found new meat. Doesn't she always? Thinking she's mad at me, though, hasn't called all night.
Missing my dearest B, far far far away in a land called Guyana.
Monday, December 22, 2008
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