May You Live in Interesting Times

I am simply exhausted right now. I haven't had much sleep over the weekend and there's not going to be any sleep in the near future. Friday night consisted of attending a friend's b-day party and participating in a all-u-can drink bar package for $29. Despite this hefty amount, I wasn't really that drunk. At some point, you just have to stop. I didn't sleep much that night and got up on Saturday to go to Wicker Park fest for a few hours. I saw a lot of people there I knew and checked out a couple of bands. I told myself I was going to stay in last night, but alas, duty called. I met a group of people at a bar and then proceeded to go back to my friend's house for a semi-dance party and stayed up until it was light out. I have to go to a bbq in a couple of hours and then my friend is moving in tonight, so no sleep for the weary. Like people tell me, I have a tendency to burn the candle at both ends, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I don't like to stay home. I get restless when there's nothing going on, although I would like to watch more movies and read more books. I can save those activities for later. I wish America had 6 weeks of holiday like they do in Europe. 6 weeks of getting paid time off to watch movies, read, and frolicking on the beach sounds really great right now.

I was walking with everyone last night back to my friend's house when my friend's roommate plugged his ipod into my ears and played a song that simply blew me away. It was one of those moments where the music usurps your surroundings and everything else fades away, kind of like a scene in a movie where the music becomes the center of the scene. All voices disintegrate. This also began what would be a series of events leading me into trouble. While most everyone else was upstairs dancing to Timberlake, friend's roommate and I got into a discussion on the merits of bands second and third albums. I can't stand The Killers sophomore record Sam's Town, but he begged to differ. Yeah, I get they are two different albums and I respect that, but it sucks. He played it for me a couple of times and I still dislike it. On the other hand, Coldplay's X&Y is sort of shitty, too, but upon listening to it again, there are indeed a couple of good tracks. Years ago, Coldplay used to be my little secret. I bought Parachutes months before anyone else did and now they are one of the biggest bands around. Are they coming out with another album soon? What's up with that? So, back to the trouble part. I don't know why, but if you put me in a room with a guy who has good taste in music, I'm immediately drawn to him especially if he is good looking and skinny. You can always feel something about to happen. It's palpable. It's like predicting a tornado. Everything becomes still moments before. The calm before the storm. You feel yourself succumbing. It was inevitable. I predicted this a couple of months ago. I realize it's impossible for me to be monogamous. It's not that I can't--I was in a relationship for 5 yrs--it's just that there are so many other options out there and I enjoy my freedom. I'm sure eventually I'll get it all out of my system and "settle" down with someone, but all of my "involvements" have a tendency to be so undefined and casual there isn't much discussion of what's going on. Maybe it's better left unresolved. It's complicated.

I think I'm living in an interesting time. Transitions abound. I'm getting a new roommate which I'm sure will be good and open some doors and create new situations. Maybe I can finally have a decent, drama-free living situation. It'd be a first for me. I have an interview with Time Out tomorrow so hopefully I'll get the internship. Frenchie is going back to France in a couple of weeks. What will I do without him or the French in general? Summer is waning. I can't believe it's almost August. I'm glad July is over because I've seriously known at least 20 people with birthdays this month. It simply has been constant since the 1st with at least two or three friends having a b-day a week.

I'm considering starting my own music blog, too. I have the contacts but need the readers. I'm becoming slightly disgruntled with a certain publication I write for so I can go to shows for free. I'm doing all the work myself already so if I can set up a nice looking blog of my own and still get the list for shows and if I can persuade my on the fence friend to join me, it'll be a Jerry Maguire moment. We'll part ways and do our own thing to have creative control. I want it do it my way. We'll see what happens.

I don't know how everything will work out, but I'm hoping it'll all come together the way it should. More importantly, I hope I can handle the end results. I'm good at that.