it's a thousand miles to chicago...
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it's a thousand miles to chicago... Wednesday January 8
listening to: they might be giants - put your hand inside the puppet head
reading: the sunday new york times
feeling: like i've reached a milestone
today is my last day in new york city until at least spring break, maybe longer. i wanted to link up with jon for that, but our breaks are holy misaligned. i like working for my brother, and moreover, the tips i make pay for the plane ticket out here. however, again, much in the way i felt when i was in roscoe, i am ready to return to champaign to get some real work done.
however, when i get back, it is the weekend, and i have to work all day thursday, friday, and saturday at foellinger because of theatrefest 2003. personally, because it's all natsukashii (nostalgic but not quite) for me, i'm excited.
let's hope my flight home is as smooth as the one on the way out, and hopefully i'll run into i-shan at the airport. i leave at six for chicago, she leaves at five-thirty for indianapolis.
sweet, just in time. ashley, lyrics are for you:
all the people are so happy now, their heads are caving in, i'm glad they are a snowman with protective rubber skin, but every little thing's a domino that falls on different dots, and crashes into everything that tries to make it stop
and the mirror, it reflects a tiny dancing skeleton surrounded by a fleshy overcoat and swaddled in, a furry hat, elastic mask, a pair of shiny marble dice, some people call them snake-eyes, but to me they look like mice
and nothing's smelling like a rose, but I don't care if no one's coming up for air, i know nothing's gonna change my clothes ever anymore
yeah, you nerds out there know where i'm coming from when i say that.
