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\n— Thunder last night. Rain.<\/p>\n
— Movies, writing, movies, writing.<\/p>\n
— I’m lonely right now. I am missing a lot of people. I miss my friends, all of them, and Cashel. I am alone too much. I’m busy, that’s good, but lonely too. I miss my parents too.<\/p>\n
— Movies, writing, movies, writing.<\/p>\n
— My apartment looks like a bomb hit it. I’m using it basically as a pit-stop right now … and I need to have a good long organizational\/cleaning purge but it won’t be for a week or so. I just don’t have the energy or the time right now.<\/p>\n
— I read the novel We Need to Talk About Kevin tie-in: A Novel<\/a> — Saw The Third Man<\/i> last night. I’ve been seeing so many movies that the thought now of seeing a movie in my one night off was almost ikky – but it was a rainy night, I was exhausted, and book-less. I love Joseph Cotten. And I am certainly not the first to say it – but Orson Welles’ entrance in this film is one of the best (if not the best) entrances of any character in any movie ever made. PERIOD.<\/p>\n — I hurt myself on the bus last night. A metal bar stuck out of the ripped upholstery of the seat (the bus is so damn ghetto), and I, exhaustedly, threw myself into the seat, and stabbed my own butt cheek with the sharp metal. It didn’t break the skin – or rip my clothes – thank God – I would have had to go to the hospital – but it hurt like a motherfucker. Damn ghetto bus. My entire left ass-cheek is black and blue and a sickly green right now. I’m so bummed. Literally.<\/p>\n — Saw Grey Gardens<\/i> again last week. Went with my sister Siobhan. It was great – a real indulgence – and great to see her and catch up.<\/p>\n — I need to go back to Rhode Island. I miss my friends, my family.<\/p>\n — I need to get back into exercising. I’m too busy right now and I feel bad about it – kind of out of control.<\/p>\n — Marvelous post<\/a>. God, I so relate. That’s an amazing blog in general. I love her voice.<\/p>\n — It’s a funny thing, talking about love with somebody who interrogates people for a living. It gives the conversation a clarity and an urgency that it might not otherwise have. His assessment, after 45 minutes of questioning me and listening intently to my answers? “I think you need to dumb down.” I am still laughing about that.<\/p>\n — Stopped off at the Virgin Megastore in Times Square last night – a place I normally avoid like the plague – but I wanted to pick up the new Tori Amos. Ne-yo was downstairs, signing copies of his new CD – and there was a screaming crowd, cordoned off, waiting in line … waves of screams emanating up the escalator. Found Tori and then saw a huge display of soundtracks. Started browsing and saw the soundtrack of the film Jesus Christ Superstar<\/i> – which I had had on tape – and it never made the transfer to CD … and suddenly I realized how much I NEEDED it. It was 40 bucks. Ouch. But I bought it anyway. I came home and listened to some of it, as the thunder rolled in the sky. I am so excited to have it in my life again. “Damned For All Time”. “Just DON’T say I’m … daaaaaaaa-aaaaaamned foooooo-or a-aaalll ti-ime …” Goosebumps.<\/p>\n — Ann Marie was in town this past weekend for 2 days and I was so busy I couldn’t see her. sniff.<\/p>\n — Screening tonight at 10:30 p.m. I think David is going to be there – a mutual friend of ours is in the film – and actually, Mitchell came to town as of yesterday – so he might come to the screening too. That would be my only chance to see him.<\/p>\n — My dear friend Kate is in tech this week for Arcadia<\/i> – opening at the Court in Chicago next week. I’ve been thinking a lot about her. Missing her, too. I want to try to get out there in the next month or so, to visit friends, but also to see Arcadia<\/i>. It’s been a while<\/a> since I saw her act. Too long.<\/p>\n More actual snapshots below<\/p>\n \nIt’s awesome when you live on the edge of gang territory.<\/p>\n Sunday. 7-4. A 20 minute pitstop to check the score, in between Kapuscinski and my 2nd movie of the day.<\/p>\n \n \nMaking fun of Tucker Carlson never gets old. It is one of our new favorite activities.<\/p>\n \n \nUnder the highway.<\/p>\n \n \nColony Music. Heaven on earth.<\/p>\n \n \nPitstop # 854.<\/p>\n \n \nTribeca.<\/p>\n \n \nSpectacular spectacular. (Oh, and happy birthday Empire State Building<\/a>.)<\/p>\n \n \nEn route.<\/p>\n \n \nWhat we do when we are bored. And there is a dry erase marker in the vicinity.<\/p>\n \n — Thunder last night. Rain. — Movies, writing, movies, writing. — I’m lonely right now. I am missing a lot of people. I miss my friends, all of them, and Cashel. I am alone too much. I’m busy, that’s good, … Continue reading ![\"\"](\"http:\/\/ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com\/e\/ir?t=thesheivari-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0062119044\")
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