Lighter Sides .. sorta
I've been rereading some of my past post and realized that it has been pretty damn depressing. Don't get me wrong, it's a been a tough few months, but it hasn't been all that bad. It's the little things I don't write like how often a perfect song comes onto my ipod as I'm walking somewhere. How my recent discovery of Tom Waits 1975 album 'Nighthawks at the Dinner' totally blows me away. My law school personal statement is tasking, but It's starting to take the shape I intended. Work is hard and challenging, but there is a lot of satisfaction in getting stuff done. The partners took a good interests in my selection of law schools today. I think they view me as part of the TPW farm system. I've also considered working part-time at TPW and going to school down here in DC. After my first year they would pay me pro-rated what a first year attorney would make - $125,000! I also discovered Cat Power's new CD 'The Greatest'. The woman has an amazing voice. THen there is The Elbow's new CD and Artic Ice Monkeys. DC has a bunch of great shows going on - The Velvet Sky at the Wolly Mammoth Theatre, Degas, Sickert, Toulous-Lautrec at the Phillips Collection, Dada at The National Gallery of Art, Spring Training has started, and yes, I bought the Ipod Nano (it's just easier to work out with. What?).
Last week takes the cake for being the worst week ever, and the weekend didn't really make up for it unless you count bitter coldness, Black label on the rocks and a good book....well, it was actual good.
Bitter coldness bites at my bones,
A bowl of Pho and old friends,
An old lady moans,
for a means to an end.
Sip coffee and catch up,
We're getting tats,
Yeah, another cup,
adjust my hat.
Sleep late till a quarter after noon,
Rub my eyes and finish the whiskey in my glass,
Tonight I'll howl at the moon,
and maybe get a piece of ass.
Damn its cold,
I stay in with a bottle of whiskey,
Watch a movie by myself and feel old,
Got drunk and its now colder then Helsinki.
Chatted with A.
What a Day,
'You know you are borderline insane?'
'Well do you know you can sometimes be inane?'
'I still think about you too much'
'Well quit it with all that silliness and such'
It's not you....it's..
I pour myself another strong ass Mitz
Inebriated
Situated
Mitigated
absolutely oblitirated
finally negated
To another night in apt 103 building 1703.
Last week takes the cake for being the worst week ever, and the weekend didn't really make up for it unless you count bitter coldness, Black label on the rocks and a good book....well, it was actual good.
Bitter coldness bites at my bones,
A bowl of Pho and old friends,
An old lady moans,
for a means to an end.
Sip coffee and catch up,
We're getting tats,
Yeah, another cup,
adjust my hat.
Sleep late till a quarter after noon,
Rub my eyes and finish the whiskey in my glass,
Tonight I'll howl at the moon,
and maybe get a piece of ass.
Damn its cold,
I stay in with a bottle of whiskey,
Watch a movie by myself and feel old,
Got drunk and its now colder then Helsinki.
Chatted with A.
What a Day,
'You know you are borderline insane?'
'Well do you know you can sometimes be inane?'
'I still think about you too much'
'Well quit it with all that silliness and such'
It's not you....it's..
I pour myself another strong ass Mitz
Inebriated
Situated
Mitigated
absolutely oblitirated
finally negated
To another night in apt 103 building 1703.
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