not really enjoying this learning to code shit. sucks. i dont want to do anything. this new keybaord is good though. i need to stop spending money. gonna buy those aliexpress crocs later. that will be my last purchase of the week, hopefully. bought a mosu eyesterday and im honetly not happy with it but i think it's too late to return it so i have to stick with it. it tracks slow and is like, jumpy. and itthe buttons don't extend to the end. there's a type of bumper, which i hate the feel of.
Tuesday, April 13, 2021
Thursday, April 8, 2021
on monday i took a trip to brenham on my motorbike. i contemplated not going that morning. my hair was greasy and i didn't wash it the night before. convinced myself that it didn't matter, i'd have a helmet on the entire time, which tunred out to be true, so i left home around eleven a.m. it took me two hours to get to the halfway point, partly because i detoured to put air in my tires. one gripe i have with google maps now is that i will pick a route that avoids highways. and i put my phone in my pocket cause i don't have a mount for it. ten minutes in, when i'm going like forty-five miles per hour, the app will tell me that it found a faster route. and this new route is an opt-out thing, which means unless i pull out my phone and cancel it, it will reroute. which, when on a bike going fity miles an hour, isn't very easy. so it sent me on 290 for around twenty minutes. hated it. i tried to keep my bike as close to sixty miles and hour but it didn't matter. everyone kept passing me. which was funny, sure, but frustrating cause i shouldn't have been in that situation if it weren't for map's weird decision to not even give me the option to disable rerouting
in brenham i ate my lunch. got ice cream at the blue bell place, and walked around the litte downtown they have. wasn't much to do aside from that. tried taking pictures. saw the bluebonnets that were the reason for me to even take the trip. that and blue bell. realized riding to austin and back isn't doable in one day. time-wise sure, but not fatigue wise. relaly put into question my idea of riding to utah in three days. would probably need two weeks off from work or soemthing. would be easier to just fy honestly. even if i dont get to live out my fantasy of riding in the desert. seems like a lot of things could go wrong. wouldn't want to get a flat out there. don't have all the proper tools to fix something like that yet
also, for the past two days i've woken up to find a dead roach body near my desk. i think the first one was on a binder on my desk, and the second one was on the ground to the left. weird stuff. i'm hoping a third one doesn;t show up tomorrow morning. if it does, i'm gonna ask and see if anyone's messing with me. won't vocalize it anymore than i have til then
Friday, April 2, 2021
tuesday was the first time i got drunk to the point of not remebering what happened after a certain point. or drunk in general. but that happened after i had made it back to my hotel to end the night so at least the timing was right. i blame the last cutwater that i drank. though, even before that, the canned sake-thing was probably a tipping point
it was fun though. started by meeting up with diamond and tori in park slope. had vegan food at a place i ate at with diamond my first time in new york, four years ago. we drank cacti, which were dissapointing. i know people who hype it up and say that's all they're drinking this summer, and i feel bad that they're going to do that to themselves. from there we went to a liquor store, bought some cutwaters and the sake thing, and walked over to prospect park. watched the sunset. then convinced diamond to drive me and kim back to manhattan and to get drinks at clandestino, which i had heard about online so i figured might be worth checking out. the bartender was cool. i got an aperol spritz and a negroni. dia was trying to order some kind of cuban rum drinks. bartender helped her out. kim got gin and tonics. tried to get dumplings at one point and walked over to the place but it was closed. remember being back in my room, on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. i hadn't really smoked much in years, but i had a couple that day. one in the morning with a coffee. and one, maybe two that night. dont remember. i threw up at some point between that cigarette and falling asleep. was hungover the next day. mostly just my stomach felt out of wack. then later my head felt heavy so i slept a lot. now, days later, looking back, i'd do it again. i find myself feeling regretful after drinking a lot to the point of not remembering some stuff, but that goes away after a while. then i just remember that it startyed fun, so it makes me look back at it nicer, i guess
went birdwatching at the ramble that monday with emmett. walked over sixteen miles. felt good. ate a lot. i think part of why i like ny so much is that everytime i've been i've never had to worry about, like, responsibilities. it's always been in a vacation-like episode. still though, as i was telling dia while drunk, i would much rather live there than houston. this place is boring, and that was only reinfoced. i dont want to have to drive. i'd give up my little honda if it meant being able to walk places comfortably again
the founder of a publishing house/online lit mag that got me interested in writing passed away today. i'm gonna purchase one of the two books i'd been wanting from them tonight, directly from their site. as a thank you, and rest in peace. maybe i'll even start trying to write again
dropped off a roll of film today, but i really should have done it yesterday. i'll be lucky to get scans back by friday now. i was nearby last night, getting shake shack, but i forgot to grab it as i rushed out to ensure i made it before they closed. i had enough time though...
while at shake shack i thought i recognized someone but i wasn't sure. looked like they were on a date, so i didn't want to stare or anything. figured it wasn't them, but shortly after i got my order and left i got a text from the person i though i saw saying they think they saw me. which was funny. small world and what not. literally in my first few hours being back from new york