Jesus...my roommate and I (yes that one) had virtually the same dream last night. With variations in the context, we each dreamed that we found an abandoned baby girl and took care of her. In my dream - and only during the part of the dream involving the baby - I was a young man; he was himself in his. What does that mean? What or who is the baby? ( Read more... )

Antonio and I stayed up till 3 last night talking with our new American-Australian roommate over Sam's bottle of Caol Ila, about art vs. money and personal religious experiences. He's a fresh graduate of "the H word", which was the worst experience of his life, and is now working in a sandwich shop in Harvard Square and writing a children's book. ( Read more... )

I went to my sister's 21st birthday party in Allston last night...it was weirdly unexciting. Antonio and I spent most of the time scanning the crowd with a sociological eye, dividing the hipsters and bros into sub-tribes of threadbare-hat-wearers, flannel-shirt-and-necklace types, and so on. There was even one totally out of place example of a ( Read more... )

Still drunk from last night...now I have to walk to work in much snow, in my cowboy boots, the only boots I own. We ended up at Hi-Fi at 3.01am, I got the last two pieces of pizza, and Adelaide somehow produced her longed-for cheeseburger sub from the arms of a young black guy she was hugging. "I get this because I'm Adelaide!" she crowed ( Read more... )

I've been getting upset about my job lately, and I haven't been able to put my finger precisely on why. But I think it's stemming from something that happened this weekend in the kitchen. I had finished work and was having a beer at one of the tables, waiting for them to close so I could go out with Katie and Juan. The people behind the line (in ( Read more... )

So Pepe got arrested and stuck in jail for being in a bar fight in New Bedford. This came out to Antonio last night in Mexico City, after they'd gone to have a chat about the fact that Antonio can't deal with his drinking anymore, nor his aggressive come-ons. Last time he was here he licked Antonio's ear and said he should fuck him. Then they didn' ( Read more... )

There's a slightly younger girl at work I've sort of been forming a friendship with, who goes to the music school. After having a coffee with her yesterday between my two shifts, and talking about how she can live a life that's truer to herself, she told me today that she had started painting a picture of my face. It is wrong that I sort of love ( Read more... )

I spent last night drinking beer in Bukowski with an old friend from elementary school, and I had a really good time. And then after terrible sleep recently, I had a great night's sleep last night ( Read more... )

Last night I dreamed about two different people who are not in my life now, neither of whom I'd been thinking about in waking life. One was my mom's brother who is in rehab now. I haven't seen him in years. In the dream I was hugging him and telling him it was okay, that I understood; and that I was just glad about what he told my grandmother ( Read more... )

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