I've been really bored lately.
It's better right now, because the cable finally came back on.
It got tedious for awhile there, I'd spend my nights spending too much time thinking about Jennifer and I'd spend my days watching endless episodes of Twin Peaks, rewatching Clerks, American Beauty, Blue Velvet, The Usual Suspects, Girl Interrupted, Suspiria and anything else in our collection. The cable was out for almost a week.
In that time I got on icq, downloaded the new version of it, got in silly chats and got so bored I even did random searches for potentially interesting conversations.
Of course it never turns out that way. Everyone is either creepy and sleazy or they're too paranoid to talk to you because they're afraid you might secretly be creepy and sleazy.
 I noticed one girl had her icq info as a long diatribe how she hates strangers icq-ing her, and please don't icq her if you don't know her because she wants nothing to do with you. (except not put so kindly.) I wonder if she realizes that you can set it in her preferences so that nobody can contact you unless they're already on your list? And she calls herself a techie.
 I tried to sleep. I had a migraine. I couldn't, so I got up. Then Rob got tired. I mused about a job at Einstein Brothers Bagels, since they're always hiring and it's a low responsibility job that I would not mind quitting in six weeks. We both talked about how it would be great because coffee and bagels are just great. And then I mused about how sad it would be if I couldn't get hired there because I seem to only be able to get the serious jobs, when I go for a bullshit job they never hire me. I tried to get hired at a starbucks, but no luck. I also tried to get hired at a Caribou Coffee, same situation. But for some reason, people only want to give me jobs handling all sorts of sensitive information in an administrative capacity, acting as an information source for important clients, aiding in the editing of confidential contracts and all sorts of other crap...but they won't let me fix a damn cup of coffee. Go figure.
 So then we started discussing this indepth and realized we both wanted bagels. I mean, really badly. So we got out of bed, turned out the lights, and ventured to dominicks at three in the morning.
 Mmm, Yummy bagels.
 Anyhow I am eagerly awaiting the move. I look forward to our new place.
 It seems a  band that I like is in the area. It's a {gasp} goth band. Yeah I know I have had a big beef with the scene and all and I still don't take it seriously, at least not insofaras being a "scenester" is concerned, but I think I'm at the point where I could go see some bands play, and have a good time. Especially since I don't really know anyone in the scene there, and don't have the wealth of bad memories that I have here.
 Anyhow, the band  New York Room  is there, and they're really good. I've liked them for awhile and even got to see them play at the Mutiny (of all places.) and had a really good time. (Those of you who know me know how rare it is for me to have a good time at the Mutiny.) So yeah, I think it'll be cool to catch them more often not to mention check out the various other goth, indie, punk, blues and whathaveyou bands that may wander my way,
 So in the meanwhile, I'm bored silly. I'm not even that mad at the city of Chicago anymore, just ready to make it part of my past. But at least I'm going on vacation in New Orleans tomorrow. I'm really excited about that.
 So yeah, next time you have a bagel, think of me. And if you're bored, icq me, just don't be sleazy or a stalker or any of that silly stuff. My # is 37324438.
 And to quote Jhonen Vasquez, Hell makes a yumy bagel.

 february                pontifications