Headache & Meows

The teapot is boiling. Its that tea time of year again. I'm grumpy and I haven't had a moment for the leisure of the Internet in days. Although fall is my favorite season the first few days are a bit depressing. The sun is setting earlier and soon it will be too cold to have the windows open.

In other news, I went to the New Museum on Thursday. The Yellow Corner is upsetting in the best possible way. I like the whole After Nature exhibit even if there is something mildly disturbing about it.

My head is pounding. All I ate today was shrimp in garlic at the Seafood Festival in Pt. Pleasant.

I spent all morning cleaning Alyssa's apartment. It makes me happy to put things in order. At least for five seconds.

I got a raise at my second job. $8.10/hr. Hah. At least I make $10 at my internship. Thank you college education.

How many months before I'm totally burnt out? Three? Six?

The column I wrote for The Acorn this week was about the MoMA and the Van Gogh exhibit thats starting soon. The NYTimes Weekend Arts section's front page was the same thing. I'm in the know.

Oh and my phone got turned off yesterday. And my bank account is negative. How can this happen when I work two jobs? You would think I have a crack addiction or something...just an addiction to culture and life...Fucking musical tickets, dinning in the city, expensive 120 film, hoodless hoodies and grande mochas. Living above my means since 1987.

I'm just going to become a barista in a small coffee shop in San Diego and smoke a lot of the chief and read my poetry at open mic night.