At Street Level

Well, yesterday proved to be interesting. Ended up not going to dinner with Victor, he had to make dinner for his parents, so we spoke for a bit on the phone and arranged to go for a drink that evening. I had all these plans of getting packing done when I got home, but ended up eating a salad and watermelon (and a Nutrigrain bar) and taking a nap. I had another one of those waking with a start things where I woke up at 8 o'clock at night and thought it was 8 o'clock in the morning and that I had overslept for work. Got up and watched last week's Top Chef with Carmin whilst waiting to hear from Victor (ate some Goldfish). Got a text from Nick saying that our reservations for Bicycle are at 7:45 on Sunday. I'm very excited (looked at the menu just now, hope I find something I like, it's all very fancy like the concoctions they make on Top Chef and that.). While I was still waiting to hear from Victor, Nick texted me to say that Phoebe wanted him and I to come to a friend of her's show at a house on Calvert Street, so even though we don't normally do anything on Wednesdays, after Top Chef was over, Nick came down and I came back from seeing Victor and Co. at Racer's (Victor got there late so I only got to see him for like fifteen minutes, but hung out with Kyle. So glad we have become friends, good guy.). Hung out with Phoebe, just going over drama drama drama in the scene. It's funny how I don't really have a scene anymore, or what I should say is the scene I was part of has kind of whithered away or people have grown up or moved or whatever. None of it really matters, it's just conversation. Tickets for Alkaline came in the mail. Very excited about that, as well.

Other than getting a six-pack of Natty Boh to take to this thing on Calvert (which was over by the time we got there, I drank one, Nick drank two.), which only cost like $3.75, we spent no money last night, which was nice. Came back to mine, then when he dressed to leave at around three, I remarked that it was like fleeing the scene of a crime. It does bother me when he leaves like that, but that way I do get out of the house on time in the morning if I don't have to rouse him from his slumber haha. Still, it saddened me to let him out the door, dressed almost exactly like he was on Easter, suit jacket off, shirt sleeves rolled up, tie unfastened, trilby on the back of his head, gorgeous. He said he'll see me tonight or something. Wonder what, if anything is happening about town. Tomorrow night is Kallen's going away party wich I may or may not stop by. She still never called me back from last Friday when I tried to hang out with her. Eh, whatever.

I am leaving work early today, as soon as I get all the stuff together for conference, I'm going to shoot for noon or maybe even eleven to go to the bank and get the money for the move and all and stop by Target before going home for some hardcore packing. Carm's off and it is down to the wire.