Monday, January 28, 2008

No studio today. Work: White Plains. Very little sleep last night, last night being a Sunday and Sunday has forever been my Night of Poor To No Sleep. This dates back to grade school. This Sunday night/Monday morning sleeplessness is due to the anxiety of The Week Ahead. If I have to work, or attend school, etc. Doesn't matter what. I'm not going to sleep well on a Sunday night. I hate it.

Lisa was in town. I met her and Anaheed at the Westside Tavern. (Or Bar. Or whatever.) A few drinks were had by all. Then a walk over to Bombay Talkie on 20 something and 9th. (Why do all restaurant websites make you listen to shitty lounge music? I don't understand.) Anaheed paid for my food. She lost a bet over the summer and that bet was a meal at Talkie. I ate like a king. And then Anaheed tried to bite off my thumb. Crazy bitch.

Seems like the only time I enjoy myself socially these days is when I hang out with Chicago people. A Chicago friend, Lucy, and her boyfriend, Scott, were in town a few weeks back. I met them along with another mutual Chicago friend, Suraiya (and her husband Monsur), and finally, I felt normal. No fronting, no douchebaggery. You could sit around and be yourself. Same thing tonight with the former Chicagoans. Sometimes I hate this place and all of the self-consciousness it instills.

Drawing: You Can't Kill the Rooster. From late 2001, part of the Married to the Sea series. Title inspired by David Sedaris's brother, Paul.

2 comments:

ck said...

wheres the drawing?

move back to chicago already

beebe said...

It took you a year to get those four drawings up on your site.

Get your hearing back already, assbubble.