1/5/13
10:51pm
I scarcely had a moment to myself today. My day beg with a breakfast to see a friend of friends off to a unique job opportunity in Florida. Disney; I told him it would be an interesting experience, because its a world of it's own, ableit entirely artificial.
We met at a diner, and I hadn't been to a diner in so long that I was thrilled by the menu. We spent a good amount of time making noise and having laughs.
I drove Amanda Kirchoff in and out, and on the way back we took that cool backroad that comes out at 565 from rt. 23. We talked about relationships.
From Newton I went to see Mimi, my grandmother. She tells me that she doesn't go out for entertainment, rather that I bring it to her. She loves to listen to me talk, and today I really talked. I told her about my plans to study philosophy, and she is thrilled for me.
I even layed on her the drama about Cami's situation. Cami emailed me twice today, first in english, and then a poem in Spanish. It will take me a while to decode it, when I get to it. I sent her a quick note and told her I miss her, but I'm too busy to talk.
And busy I was. After Mimi's, I sat in the library and downloaded some course materials for my online Psychology class, which I'm looking forward to. I looked into some of the things Tim told me about Neal Cassady. I headed to work after that.
Work has been slow, Bob is weighing out some potential changes in his business. He gave me twenty bucks and I headed to go get Jules.
Jules invited me and Cait out to a wine tasting in Warwick, followed by a Flops show at the Tuscan Cafe. Cait couldn't make it, but I blew off my engagement to spend some time with them. We smoked some tea on the way up.
The place was impressive--the ritzy wine culture was eminent. I loved it, though I'm ignorant. We did a sampler--two whites, a red, two ciders and a choice of dessert wine--then got some hard cider and a cheese platter and picked "like a band of mice on crack." We
We marveled in our naivety of cheeses and fanct things. We got cooked in about an hour flat, and for cheap; like $13 a head.The place closed at six, and we headed to downtown Warwick and found our way to Tuscan.
It was a hippie joint, but apparently the Flops frequent there. Sean got me in for free as a plus one. There were some pretty underage girls. One was a real beauty; a classic girl with full lips, wavy hair, nice poise and big eyes. She dressed nice too, little classy artsy girl. I studied her intermittently.
The place was loud; I stuffed toilet paper in my ears. I got some coffee to perk up. Two bands played before the Flops, both were impressive. I felt awkward though, somewhat out of place. Indeed, I;ve been away from that culture for a while. It hasn't changed, but I may have. The Flops put on a good show, and I spoke with Sean about college matters.
We left and Jesse drove home. They left their wallet and purse in my car after we split ways.
My Most Meaningful Encounter was...
There are more and more each day.I've just been speaking and listening--but lots more speaking than usual, and the listening is more sincere. I probably just loved speaking with Mimi as usual, I got really enthusiastic about telling her my plans. She is proud and happy to see me confident.
I'll probably rest awhile tomorrow. I didn't get around to training today. I've been thinking long and hard about a particular experiment, maybe I'll explain after I carry it out. Anyway, its late and I need some rest before I begin a full week of accelerated courses.