muteent

I went to New York to see Choking Victim and World/Inferno. It was incredible. Boston feels so much smaller now. The show was intense and a lot of fun. It was full of drunk 15 and 16 year old kids, and I felt odd and extremely old trying to dance among them. World Inferno played "Soon We'll Be Dead" with Choking Victim, which I was hoping for. As a whole, the weekend was a much needed break away from work and Boston. I feel like I've gained new perspective on my life and it gave me things to think about.

Then I went home for a few days to see my friends and family. Getting to see my friend Jon before he went to Iraq was great, but I wish I could have spent more than one day with him. I saw so many more people on this visit than any other, which made it feel even more like I wouldn't be back to see any of them for a long time. And for some, never again. I wish I had taken my camera for more drunken pics with David...damn.

My life is leagues from perfection, full of problems, and lacking many immaterial things. It seems empty and directionless, and when it feels like this, everything around me feels cluttered and I have the urge to clean and throw unimportant things away. Writing has been frustrating me lately. And I really need to find a girl, but I think all of them are taken or uninterested. But time heals all, and while I wait...books and alcohol.