so, i'm going to this town called chicago tomorrow morning. you may have heard me talking about it at some point. after two days of driving (with a stop in beautiful cleveland), my dad and i will arrive on monday, unpack my three thousand pounds of stuff, and i will collapse amongst the cardboard and the chaos of my new life.

i thought about writing some sort of flowery going away post, but considering that i'm getting teary listening to songs on DC101 this weekend (ie, U2's "walk on" - "you're packing your suitcase/for a place none of us have been" and then i'm like sobbing hysterically and gulping, "I'M packing a suitcase for a place none of us has been! except, i mean, everyone. but it's a metaphor! OH GAWWWDD I MISS D.C.!!!") i thought i had better not. it might get messy.

anyway, it's been real, as they say. yes, i'll still be posting here, but internet may be hard, or at least slow, to come by in chitown. i'll update as soon as i'm able.

take care!

in awesomes and not so awesomes:

awesome: dinner at obelisk. why were we wasting all that time and money on galileo?
not so awesome: sliding up against a curb and face planting off my bike on the way to dinner in dupont circle. in front of about 32 million people.

awesome: getting a new cellphone. it has this thing called a camera in it!
not so awesome: waiting for an hour in the verizon store for any sort of service. old, fat middle-aged dude sitting next to me who tells me out of nowhere to stop biting my nails. i love complete strangers who comment on my bad habits and tell me they're not healthy for me and that it probably means something is psychologically wrong in my life and i should fix it and then maybe i won't bite my nails anymore. thanks. maybe you should lose 50 pounds. then you won't be a fat jerk anymore.

awesome: the wrens at the black cat. it's like - so, you've wanted to be a rockstar for 30+ years. and suddenly, you are. and what do you do? you rock the fuck out and are completely awesome. if you have never listened to the meadowlands, please do yourself a favor and listen, listen, listen! it's so wonderful.
not so awesome: being a complete zombie at the show as a result of four hours of lifting boxes and furniture. as i was sitting at the bar, staring blankly into space, as tommy and others were off being normal people and drinking beer and talking, a guy actually tried to come on to me with this line: "so, YOU look like you had a TERRIBLE day!" oh, lord.