June 3
A swelling storm of monotony. The only positive advents of this day were the explorations of musicians I’d not heard from since the 90s and finally finding the second season of The IT Crowd.
June 4
In high expectation of a sure-to-be-awesome Friday, Thursday was nothing but music, music, music. Weeding through unwanted tracks and finding the worthiest of listening material made time fly, but not as fast as I’d've liked. I also had the chance to test my tolerance of specific foreign food. I fell asleep often during the day, making it impossible to fall asleep for more than a few minutes every half hour at night.
June 5
Not getting adequate sleep, I was rather sluggish to begin with, at 4:00AM. Around noon, Lisa and I took off for The Terrace in James Island, and spent nine hours bullshitting in Charleston and getting back to Summerville. I got us a little lost on the way there, had to hold in a very long piss for half an hour while enjoying Brothers Bloom, walked into an art supplies store and couldn’t afford ANYTHING, lead us around in a giant circle downtown just to find a cafe that WASN’T full of uppity hipsters or vacationing tourists (and found a great little place called Cafe Cafe), was confused for Lisa’s boyfriend at a tattoo place (which I found hilarious), and insisted on watching Star Trek (for my second time)… and had the most pleasant day since I can remember.
June 6 (today)
Started the day 10 hours after falling asleep as soon as I got home, and woke up at 9:00AM for an hour to work on Lisa’s tattoo design before falling asleep for another couple of hours. Trying out more Asian imported foods. I’m a fan of some of it, but this awful vegetable-flavored soup makes me want to vomit. “Sometimes” by Sister Hazel’s playing right now, and I… feel the song. Dunno how else to explain it. I’m hoping to hit a bookstore later today, even if it’s with my folks.
