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2003-08-28 - 7:00 p.m. it's been a weird week and one that i've been dying to talk about. oh geez, is it thursday already? this weekend i went to alyson and shannon's birthday party and i had a really comforting good time. i rode my bike down jerusalem ave while singing "jerusalem" by dan bern. i had good conversations and quiet times. it was at their party last year where i decided that everyone hated me, not just people attending but everyone; and it was at this year's party when i realized that that just isn't true. it's so nice! i slept over amy's house and we talked about all of the people we know and i fell asleep fitfully. i got up the next morning and squeaked and creaked around the confusing l-townness until i gave up and surprised alyson and we giggled and drank coffee for an hour or so. it was really nice. i got lost again and asked directions from a woman dressed like a clown who was getting into a van that said "i [heart] clowns". on the train, while i "changed at jamaica" an alternateen followed me onto the platform. she started crying and said, "ohmigod...i have asthma...i can't breathe!!" i gave her water & told her to calm down as she told me that she was supposed to be in a music video but she couldn't breathe because the train smelled too bad. for some reason all of these random encounters made me really happy. i rode over the manhattan bridge and i was deeply thrilled with life. really. the next day i was depressed for no real reason, at the diner with my girlfriend. i was staring at the menu blankly when i realized something. "oh my god," i said, slumping further and further with each word. "the only people who hang out in diners are people who think they have no future! look at everyone in here! teenagers and old people! we're here because we think we have no future and the best thing we can do about it is eat crappy overpriced food!" i felt terrible. i mean, i've spent most of my free time in diners, you know? without even hesitating, my girlfriend said, "yeah, but they're also for people who have real things to talk about. people who want to talk about things other than food". and she was right, and that made it okay, so i ate my salad. i'm going to college in three days!!! yikes!!! amy said, "we're gonna eat you alive at purchase!" hee hee hee.
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