there’s something inherently wrong about having bitchy, impatient, mean administrators working in the front desk of a mental health department. hrmpft.

what a fun and ridiculous day! i arrived into Boston late last evening, picked up my friend B to come play with me and hang out and make me feel at home and la la la.. we came back to the coop where everyone was asleep, but we woke folks up and started moving my shit in. the girl whose room i moved into hadn’t moved out so we put some of her stuff in the hall, but she came home midway so she moved out; we moved in. around 6AM, we crashed after talking and catching up. hard wood floor to sleep on – quite painful.

in the morn, i was awoken by my roommates with pancakes. mmm. i stumbled downstairs to meet the punk rock kids staying with us. sure enough, it was part of the group from our visit in Chicago. it’s a small world. so there is chaos and i am totally welcoming it. plus, they are total sweethearts – genuinely nice boyz.

i spent the day putzing in happiness. as we were about to leave, W showed up and we got to chill with her and J, tell stories, chill out. then we went to Diesel which makes me happy. next, B & i wandered to the fancy girls only gym which made me wanna join. then we wandered back, went to MIT and i got to see the ML in its new condition. next, one of the punk rock boys cut my hair and we went to a poetry slam. it was utterly ridiculous, mostly because one of the girls with us got up utterly drunk and decided to do a cross of poetry and hip hop and made friends with everyone in the bar, getting free drinks and freestyling with one of the other poets. lots of silliness.

the punk rock boyz are great because their lives are so different and i appreciate it.. it just makes me smile.

basically, i had a fabulous day!

i am starting to emerge again. sorted through a few hundred email on the other side of the country and about to get to boston (only one stop away). i am back online (sorta) and feeling too much confusion about the meaning of life, the universe and everything. i should definitely go through my adventures and travels of the last few weeks, before i forget them and they get lost to the memory machine which munches away at all of my past events, leaving a garble of history that’s based in the fictions of my mind.

this reminds me.. on the first of many NPR stations crossing the country, i was blessed with a kind interview of the writer of Memento where he talked about the movie and the disorder and whatnot.. and it made me think back to the movie, particularly that scene were the hero decides to invent his own reality by placing tricks for him to find in the future, knowing he won’t remember placing them. that is after all the philosophy i have when setting various clocks in my world – i won’t remember how fast they are and therefore i will rush to get out of the house as though they were on time. i wonder what other tricks i could play on myself? i am sure i have invented my past over and over again. what about intentionally doing so? that might be fun.

anyhow, adventure details will be recorded in appropriate time. in the meantime, i am going to sleep.

ah… relief.. although i got back early in the morning, i still managed to wake up and go to give my final presentation of all of my summer work. i think it went well, although i can’t entirely tell. but regardless, it’s over…

and goddamn it do i itch. fucking poison oak.

stomach in knots. aches in my body are screaming to remind me of recent stupidities and pain. nerves wracked. completely terrified. kinda dizzy and confused.

it’s time to wrap up my two most essential activities of the summer in one foul swoop of 5 day intensity. wish me luck and sanity, dear goddesses. i am gonna need it because we know that the items atop the pin needle are not going to stay balanced for much longer.

all the meanwhile awaiting crucial responses from back east in many different directions.

maybe it’s time to run away – both coasts are traumatic right now…

hmm.. my night vision seems to be depleting. this is rather frustrating and disappointing. i know that every 7 years my body changes, regrows itself.. only this time, i think it did so with too many female hormones. fucking estrogen. i am more emotional, irrational and moody – all of which i blame on the evil e-hormone. plus, now my vision is going, another proof that my body is being overrun by feminization. eek.

ugg.. i am so stressed for work. it’s really outta hand how i totally wait until the last minute to produce anything and so now with only 5 days of work left and only 2 until i present, i am cunching like no one’s business. at least i already have plans to go away for the weekend so it means that i can’t procrastinate _that_ badly.

speaking of going away, i just purchased the most fabulous red sequined faux cowboy hat at an SM shop in Portland… tehehe. and since when do i have a red thing going? as i was making my purchases – red hair dye, red cap, a red gift for a friend – the cashier says “got a red fetish, eh?” and although i laughed at him, there is something to be said for the amount of red purchases lately. the recently purchased carebear shirt is red and my hair is currently red… i sorta thought that the red thing was up to V & G, but i guess i am just trying to add color to my life and i got teased too much for the blue thing so i have moved on to another color. silliness. although i already learned that one should never live in a red room. ::cringe::

went to a most fabulous party on the beach, danced to good goa music, reminded myself that i really enjoy parties when they don’t involve 14 year old kids. especially when they are outdoors, on a beach, with fire and good music and good people. didn’t get home until like 1PM, been sleeping since then and about to go to bed for the nite. ah.. blissful happiness.

dyed my hair today. finally back to something absurd. it is really really really bright red. ahhh.. so much for fitting in. couldn’t stand it any longer

Somehow my energy is waning. I think it’s cause i feel kinda ill. I have had this fever and otherwise ickiness for quite a few days and i just don’t feel like doing the necessary performance and i feel snappy and otherwise grumpy which isn’t good. Plus i am procrastinating all things work related and not really excited about anything. erg. Must regain Tigger-mode.