September 17, 1999

before you go getting all nuts on me for leaving the 16th out, lemme essplain: I did absolutely NOTHING, all day. It was lame .. I didn't even have profound and poetic thoughts.  It was just a rainy, boring day. So there.

so I guess today was an okay day. Rob woke me up, again with a flame under his ass. This time to See "American Beauty". In new york city. oy, vey. I was cool with it until we got out of the movie (which was very good, by the way) when I discovered that it was quarter after three . It takes about 2 hours to get home from NYC, and I had to be at work at 6:30. So basically, we went to the big apple to see a movie. Bad, bad idea. What a waste of money. But I suppose it kept us busy all day, so whatever. I don't like NYC much. I much prefer Boston. Less crowded. Nicer people. easier navigation. Cheaper subway rides. So I suppose I could elaborate on this day more, but I'm feeling lazy and tired. Deal with it. Maybe I'll be more interesting tomorrow. :)

September 18-19, 1999

Work, work, work. That is pretty much what the last four days has consisted of, with the exception of our little excursion into new york city on friday. Yeah, I know, the last few entries have been so boring you could spit, but what can I say? No one's life is interesting all the time. I hope this yellow text looks okay; this background is kinda busy. But it's cute, isn't it? i got this and a few others similar to it at "And The Man Cried Backgrouds". Some weird, wacky stuff over there. This background reminds me of stuff that Funk & Standard Variety Store sells. (Sorry, I unfortunately don't have a link for that. But think Archie McPhee meets Urban Outfitters.) It's a very cool, kitschy place in Red Bank. Rob doesn't like a lot of their stuff, but he says he understands completely why I dig it :) Who can resist dashboard hula girls and Divine magnets, right? So. News. Do I have any? Ehhhh... not really, no. Well, Rob, Liam, and I are (Depending on priceline.com's response to my offer, which I should get today) going to the deep, hellish depths of Florida to visit Bill at Halloween. Vacation, yay! 
I also discovered a cool band that I saw on M2 today, called Black Box Recorder. They're kinda Mazzy Star meets Portishead. The songwriter sounds as though she's had experiences with her parents that are similar to mine. So, I bought it. It's good. I like it. does the excitement never end?

I always thought these two make a cute couple. Heh, Heh, heh.

So it's now later, and I just got home from Elyse's house. We had a good time. We chilled for a bit, lit off a sparkler, then went to the Inkwell, a coffee house in Long Branch. I had two dutch coffees. Not bad. Never tried one before. I enjoy talking to Elyse. We are very much on the same wavelength. We're hardly the same person, although she reminds me a whole lot of myself when I was 18-19. I don't typically like to hang out with folks that are a few years younger than me, but I don't feel like she's younger. She's very mature and incredibly intelligent. We went back to her house and she showed me a video of a high school talent show she was in, where she performed a really cool monologue. I was pretty impressed; it said a lot for kids and even adults, who, don't quite fit in because of their choices in clothing and general style. I can relate to that. However, I don't get depressed about it. I guess my point of view is that if someone's going to look at me funny for tattoos or piercings, or the way that I dress, I feel very sorry for them because they're so closed-minded. After that, we hung out front of her house for a bit, chatting and so on. When I left, I got lost coming home. Well, not totally lost, I just went pretty far out of the way to get home and I probably could have gone a much faster way. Ah well, such is life. we all need some adventure sometime, and getting lost (or, semi-lost) is definately an adventure.