Been listening to Echo & the Bunnymen since this morning. It’s been that kind of day. Ryan, our friend Bubz and I went to see them at The Fillmore in Silver Spring last August. They were terrific, even now. I listened to their latest album, Meteorites all the way through today and man, it’s pretty good. Still, nothing beats Ocean Rain for me.
It’s been a pretty intense week. Some good, some bad.
My sweet cousin, Tarrah, came and visited Baltimore and hung out with me on Sunday night and Monday day. That was pretty delightful. We just went to the Market for snacks, Golden West for a cocktail, then home to watch a bunch of trailers and then Mean Girls, because it’d be a while since we’d seen it. Monday we went to Donna’s, which I will NEVER do again, with Ryan and then gal pal left.
I did my taxes. They’re done. I just have to mail them. Flippin’ taxes. Sigh. Plus the Private Kitchen group changed everything around and I had a small panic attack. But Todd & Linds made it work, as usual, and everything turned out beautifully on Tuesday night.
I worked my first Tuesday night. I did night shift, actually. It will be fun to have one night a week. Plus, I’m still blown away by having Sundays off. Not even sure what to do Saturday night! And of course I’m probably just going to blow my Sunday morning by sleeping through it. Although, that might be a treat in itself.
Yesterday morning, Ryan made us breakfast tacos. It snowed. We did the laundry/ went to CVP and hung out with Joe for a couple hours. Came back home, watched a bunch of Twin Peaks, which is still so incredible to me, and ordered Chinese. It was a pretty idillic day off.
I finally booked a dentist appointment and went to see Dr. “Fuzzy” Norris. My dad has been going to him for years. He’s the old style, movie type dentist– run down office in the top of an old run down building. It’s just him and his equipment shoved around in a cramped little space. No flash of fluff, and definitely know nonsense but he knows his stuff. Also, I’m cavity free, guys. So there’s that.
Some really deeply sad things have happened to some dear friends of mine. And since it’s not my business to talk about, it’s fitting that I don’t really have the words. But if you’re reading this, you know who you are, and I’ll tell you again that I love you so and if I can do anything at all, I will.
The sad stuff kind of had me through a loop today. The world is looking fairly broken lately. And sometimes I just go insane with rage at this thought: the Thing that made all of this is supposed to be perfect? How does that work out? I suppose the answer is that the Maker didn’t make it broken. But if one made something with the foreknowledge that SN would be AFU, how perfect could one be just doing it any way? Wouldn’t that be a little bit like sadism? Why not just come up with a different plan, especially given that the Thing is also supposed to not only be benevolent but also omniscient? On another given day, I would probably argue vehemently against what I just said. But it’s today and that’s where I’m at. I’m angry at this Thing, and hurt on behalf of those who are hurting, and I don’t really know where to direct those energies, so I suppose here will have to do. Anyway, if you saw me and I was kind of a space ghost today, that’s why.
In other news, Daniel McGarrity took some shots of Chad, Johnty, and myself on Tuesday. He sent them to us today and they’re pretty good. So I’ll end on that, a big smile.
AKA CANNAH 