Sux in the City

yeah. not so much this week.

hey, sissies.

i was really nervous about the trip out for gma's and gpa's 60th anniversary last weekend. Really nervous. But it was good, huh? huh.

and, after leaving, i had a wonderful trip back to ny. After being on standby for six hours, I finally got on a 3:30 flight out. Thanks to a kind ticketing agent, I ended up in the emergency exit row, with the only free seat in the plane next to me. Dude sharing my row looked really rough and kinda mean when I got on and sat down, which was fine with me cause usually, I just fall right asleep when the engine starts up and stay out til were at the gate (i have amazing sleep powers). Talking to neighbors is not my thang these days.

But, this trip, mean looking dude commented to me non-meanly on something about the plane. I answered, and we proceeded to talk the entire trip over the empty seat between us. At one point, he asked if he could have a glass of wine from the flight attendant way after beverage service was completed, and the attendant said "of course, sir." he asked if I would like one too. Noting that, on the outside, this nice conversation was probably teetering periously on the edge of refreshingly pleasant and kinda gross pick-upy, i said "um, No. No," but then changed my mind when i realized that i duncare how things appear on the outside, and i like wine, and we continued our chatting museum happy hour style drinking chardonnay. kinda ick, but also really nice too. Turns out mean dude is a really nice NY composer of eastern european orchestras and video games. Did the music for the sims and little mermaid II. We talked music and new york and creative processes and about how comfort kills. Pretty neat stuff.

i've been flying in and out of the city a lot these last few months. And, normally, flying back into NY is weird. When im awake on descent, i get this combination of happiness (cause im going back to my space, and the city is great, and here i am free to roam) and real complicated sadness (cause Jolie's gone from here, and my friends are elsewhere, and the other complications that have been going down that have made me not wanna roam. and just cause im having a really tough time getting my shit together here). The sadness usually wins out, and makes me begin what could be a fresh start back in my space really quite poorly.

but the plane ride, combined with a nice weekend hang with all of you, was warm welcome back to the city, which was very welcome. Meggoo, thanks for all of the planning and driving and coffee making. Way to throw it down on the rock n roll karaoke, both of you. My apologies about the little cake give away dispute. i am very protective of my Swedish Bakery goods. i'll work on it.

Grrr comes out next week, and we go see sleater-kinney.

but, before then, bet has a big birthday. fill us in on the plans! and some otha stuff goin on too.

update away. hope everyone's well.
xo