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So I’m kind of moved in now…. shit I have too much stuff. If anyone goes shopping with me any time soon beat me if I try to buy stuff for my apt. But Mihee and her sister have been wonderful with helping me in with all my stuff. I keep telling them thank you but they don’t really understand why I’m saying thanks. They are good people, I should make them dinner tonight or something in the food dept.
My cousin Suzie is now a married woman! Yesterday on Staten Island, NY I was at the wedding and enjoyed in the good-time party action afterwards. The party was great, good food, music, and a large dance floor. Except that I wasn’t dancing all that much. Everyone in the family was a.) married or b.) came with date in hand. So I just watched, that is normally how things like that with my family go and I am okay with that. I really wanted them to get to meet Will even, I must have a death wish or want to scare him away, but he is off at ASP this week so that wasn’t going to happen. But everyone played 21 questions with me on my life, college, future plans, romance, etc. Even Suzie found the time to play catch up with me, it was great. I get to see them all maybe once a year so whenever I do see them it is all with the questions. It was really wonderful to see everyone, there was even an after-party at a local restaurant. I was about to go but then I looked at the clock and it was 2am so I had to pass, I really didn’t want to be getting back to my father’s place at 4 or 5 in the morning. Big party family, that’s it… my family is like a college party without the vomiting and drugs.
People are really odd in NJ. My father and step mother took me to their favorite/weekly watering hole tonight. It was a really nice restaurant, a bit over priced but good food. I was enjoying how quiet it was and then 8pm hit and all their crazy friends came rolling in. It was like a college party or something… without the vomit. I like a few of my parent’s friends here, but some of them are just off their rockers. One of them, a gentleman in his mid 40’s maybe and an artist also was chatting with me quite a bit. He wanted to know the normal stuff, you know “so where do you go to college, what are you planning to do with a BFA, oh you are an artist based in realistic art how quaint” shit like that. Apparently he liked me for some reason unknown to me until I talked to my step mother. He liked talking to me because of the way I was dressed… how odd. He told Melanie that she never told him how beautiful I was (ech, beauty is in the eye of the beholder in my personal opinion) but that was the entire reason that he like me and thought that I would go far as an artist. Nothing to do with my brain, just that I had a pretty face and nice clothes. Good thing he didn’t see me on a normal day when I’m not wearing make-up, he would have hated me. People are crazy up here, I don’t think I would like living around such short-sighted people. But I got to see Bob and Di so I was happy. They were mad that they didn’t get to see me sooner or something but they can deal, I was busy. Bob and I chatted about the meaning of life, car accidents, how really pricey wines taste like shit, and how my father and I should not be related. I like him, he is crazy but in a good way that lets me laugh around my father about things that I would normal never say around him. He is okay with it too, my father that is. Bob would help you out in anyway that he could if you needed it, he is a good person. Well, except that he will not give me his car (it’s a porsche, far too sexy for him). I told him that we could trade, my accord for his hot hot porsche. Lol, but it is a stick so I would kill it before I got half way down the street.
I sleep better when I’m with Will, so his blog is just going to have to do the trick tonight. I really enjoy reading the old post about us, it is like little love letters. And when I’m missing him and I can’t really chat with him I can just go online. I like remembering, it makes me feel wonderful. (The link below has to be one of my favorites.)
http://blog.subjectsofreality.com/archives/2006-03-03-it-must-be-love
I saw something today at the train station that made my heart want for something new. A train had just pulled into the other side of the station so all that I could see was people’s feet quickly walking by, it seemed like they were racing through life. There were lots of different shoes, flats, pumps, high fashion, sandals, flip flops but the shoes that caught my eye were very plain and nothing out of the ordinary. I watched a pair of men’s business shoes step off the train, pause and turn. Then from the left two small pairs of shoes, mary janes and converse sneakers, went running for the shinny black men’s shoes. The mary janes jumped up and disappeared where the sneakers mocked the steps of the business shoes. The two pairs of shoes walked a few steps where they met up to a pair of blue sandals. The business shoes and the sandals pause for a moment as the tips of the toes kisses almost. I’ve never wanted a family, but just by watching something as simple as shoes it made me feel like I was going to miss out on life. I want moments like that someday, not any time soon but I would like to have someone else watch my feet and have them smile after watching our little play.
