Well, it's finally Friday, finally the night of the Raveonettes show. I'm surprised, actually, by how fast the week went by, considering I was looking forward to the weekend and all, it usually seems to drag on just for that reason. Last night Nick came to pick me up and we went to his friend Rob's band's show at Sonar. They were opening for Tom Verlaine from Television and I totally thought it would be a pretty big crowd, but there were actually more people standing around when the opening bands were on than the headliner. It let out pretty early (before 12:30) and we were hungry, so Nick suggested we go back to his house and he would make us something to eat. I met his mother, who is very nice and her interaction with him was adorable. She refered to him as Nicky. He made tortolini with a little olive oil and broccoli and bread. It was delicious, and cute as shit watching him flit around the kitchen cooking and that. I do think he will make a good chef if he does end up going to culinary school. I want to make dinner for him now. I wish I had more to my repertoire. Needless to say, as things progressed, the last thing I wanted was for him to have to take me home, but I had to go to work today and I am going presently on about three hours of sleep as it is. Sometimes I open my eyes for a second here and there whilst kissing him, because he's so beautiful and it's just so good to see him.
Rob texted me last night that he got the job with City Paper (which is awesome because he's been telling people he's had that job for years) and that he will see me at the Raveonettes show tonight. I hope he proves to be, as he said he would be last night, sober and amicable.
Carm and I got in a fight on the phone when I was at Sonar last night. I text her too much when I'm drunk, too much stupid shit, I snapped at her Wednesday about not pulling her weight with moving or looking for apartments or whatever. I feel like I always have to walk on eggshells with all the people closest to me and if I am justified to say something, it just makes more trouble. I think we have patched things up now, but it still upset me terribly because I love her so much and I never want there to be tension or cross words between us. She is supposed to get the cat today and go to the doctor's about her legs hurting so I will call her a little later. I also want to tell her about this listing that I got a response on so hopefully we can look at it Sunday or something. I would like to sleep for a couple of hours when I get off of work, before I have to start getting ready and Bill comes to pick me up to go to Valentino's for dinner before the show tonight, but I want to spend time with her, because that's another thing she said is that I haven't been around very much, I guess since Nick and I started dating and I've been out running the streets. So I should probably hang out as much as possible.
By the way, hearing Tom Waits do a version of "A Place For Us" from Westside Story is a pretty surreal experience.
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