it all goes by so slowly

That was quite a weekend. There were things I did, that I didn't do, that I should've done, that I slept through.

Went to see Two Gallants at a taqueria on 24th St. Met up with Zeecee, Bobby, Amelia. We drank from a bottle of Jamison and had tall cans. Talked about City College.We got harassed by the cops and then we had no more of that Jamison and no more of those tall cans. Somehow we went to Pop's, which is a bar that I probably hadn't been to in about 3 years. I played the jukebox while people were smoking: X "The World's A Mess It's In My Kiss" AC/DC "Get It Hot" and something else that I can't remember. We sat at a Ms. Pcaman video game and drank tequila and discussed people, sex, sex with people, sex that people had with other people, and Stardust Memories. It was fun we walked around the mission a bit. Amelia went her way, Zeecee and Bobby went there's, I went mine which led me inside of Taqueria Cancun, getting a super burrito, then a tall can and a pack of American Spirits, then a cab back to the tenderloin. It was a super fun night. And yes, I totally missed Two Gallants.

The next morning, I realized that that tequila, the super burrito, the tall can, the American Spirits, and the taxi cab had put me way over my budget going into this week. I would have to be on a short leash. I went to work. Talked to Brandon on my break and he invited me out for beers I said that I was at work and that I couldn't. He suggested that I should consider killing myself. I did consider it, but only very briefly. I went back to work. I skipped the big after work birthday party for one of my co-workers and went home. I studied French and did some reading. Watched a couple of silent movies: Harold Lloyd's Safety Last and Buster Keaton's The General. I highly recommend both of these films. I haven't seen any silent movies at all in my life, aside from crazy Russian propaganda films, The Passion of Joan of Arc, and a bunch of Charlie Chaplin movies. So I was looking to see more of them. Buster Keaton was one that I already knew about for some reason. I remember a few years ago when I was living with Matthew Arnone I had made a dvd that had two Buster Keaton movies, The Conversation, Repulsion and something else that I don't recall, probably Pee Wee's Big Adventure or Meatballs. Anyway, I lent it to him so that he could watch the Conversation. (The Conversation is probably one of my all time favorite movies) I don't know if he ever watched it, but he moved out shortly after and I didn't even remember that dvd or if he had ever watched The Conversation. So where was I? Oh and Safety Last and pretty much all Harold Lloyd was suggested viewing through my co-worker Jake. One thing that I love about where I work is that there are so many people there that are crazy super into all kinds of movies and have wonderful suggestions. And we can pretty much the whole day talking about movies. It's great.

Sunday was very similar to Saturday. My phone was dead, so I left it at home. I went to work. Came home on my lunch break to make some food. Ate and grabbed my phone. Upon walking back to work I checked my messages and there was one from the manager at Thieves Tavern asking if I could work that night. FUCKYEAH! Let's Make Some Fuckin' Money! Then I listened to the next message also from the manager saying that they had found someone else to work. GODFUCKINGDAMMIT! Went back to work and worked and went home and studied French and read for a bit, then I ironed my shirt and went over to Koko's for Emily's birthday. Charles, Paul, and myself settled up our "For A Buck" Baseball bet. And thanks to saying that the Phillies would win the National League pennant, I won the bet, for the 3rd year in a row. So each gave me a dollar, which was good because I am on that shoestring budget and Koko's charges $3 for a can of PBR. three fuckin' dollars for a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon. I talked to Emily, Dave, and Katie Webb about stuff like awkward hugs and the scent of my mosituzer. I went home, studied some French and watched Ordet, a Danish film about a family farm and their religion and other stuff. It's good. They have this son who thinks he's Jesus Christ and everyone thinks he's batshit crazy. But it turns out that he is sort of Jesus Christ and resurrects his brother's dead wife. When she comes to she starts kissing her husband with these big open mouth kisses on her cheek and I thought that she was going to start eating his brains. Didn't happen. Oh well.

Yesterday was shockingly similar to the two other days. After work, I studied and read and then listened to a little bit of the new Springsteen album and it was...alright, I guess. There's a song called "Queen of the Supoermarket" and I feel like...well fuck you Bruce. You don't know shit about the queen of the supermarket. It reminded of those 50 year old men who come in to the store and try to talk up the 22 year old girls there. It's just weird. I mean I'm almost 30 and I work with them and I don't do that...well, I don't that anymore. Then I watched a French film "Children of Paradise" which is long and badass. It's about a mime, an actor, a thief, and a slut. It's good. Then I watched Pee Wee's Big Adventure.

Today I was supposed to go over to John Sakkis' house to watch the inaguration, but I slept til 1:30 and missed it. I just had some tea and toast and now I'm going to study French and read a bit.