pinkish

it was a strange wednesday. i cleaned up my apartment a little bit and rewarded myself by going out to the pink. a few of my crowd showed up but left early. then i ran into aaron miller and talked to him for a while. then i saw my new neighbor and talked to her for a long while until she had to go to work at spot. she seems cool. she was pissed that someone called the landlord to bitch about her dog. i had to reassure her it wasn't me. so after she left some old dude who recognized her started talking to me asked me if we should get breakfast together. i went and hid in the bathroom while the bartenders kicked everyone out. then i sat around while they closed the bar. i talked to dr.know. apparently he has a panty collection and would like to add mine to it. i talked to raul, the guy who comes in to clean up. he wanted my number but i was drunk enough to be reasonable and direct and tell him i didn't want him to call me. then i chris gave me a lift home and told me about his broken heart. guys are pathetic when heartbroken. i makes me want to laugh even though i feel bad. he says "i want her back" reminds me of my old flatmate Albrecht.

Some good news is that I'll be doing a screening at Hallwalls the first week of May. This is good because it will give me some motivation to complete my productions. It looks like I may be able to get out of UB after all.