Mother Box // Welcome the New Gods

I ended up sleepin’ in, ‘cuz on account of my allergies and all. So I was a bit late to lunch with that guy I had a thing with last summer that I was really into. He’s back in the city, so I suppose I should make an effort to be friends. He’s a good guy. And the whenever I look back on it now I feel so embarrassed at how head-over-heels I was for him… oh well, such is life. 

But then I went to work for about six hours. While at work my awesome friend (and lovely actress, and possibly one of the most beautiful girls) asked me if I wanted to go see a show at Lincoln Hall with her. Turns out she was on the guest list, and so we got in for free. And it also turns out to be a band I really like (Telekinesis, also see: previous Instagram posts). 

And I just got home. 

I have one and a half chapters of Catching Fire to finish. Shit just went crazy. Must find someone to lend me the final book. So I think I am goin’ to go finish that of. 

I also have a raging headache (due to allergies). And my eyes itch. And my nose runs. So there you go. 

How’s life, Tumblr friends?

ya saben, ha llegado esa hora de la noche…

But they were so cool/cute.

It’s so weird where I’m getting to an age where I want kids. Crazy.

so after a particularly sad day because of all the tragic stuff in Boston, and trying to figure out if all my friends there were okay — I must say that my date tonight certainly helped take my mind off it. 

I finally went on a date with hot missed-connections train guy with a cute smile (from this post). And we had a great time. Went to Lady Gregory’s for dinner (btw, that place is good, but a little too expensive, geez) and then walked around in the rain for a bit, and ended up at my place. And we watched Gattaca (which he had never seen, and I happen to own because it is a fantastic film). And we kissed. And he did all kinds of things to my neck and ears with his tongue. And …yeah. wow. Anyway, he said he wants to see me again, probably Friday. 

x

I got to work super-late today because (well, I did go to sleep late, around 3), but mainly because I was having these wonderful dreams around the time I woke up.

I got up two or three times, but decided to continue with the dreams. So completely ignored my alarm clock(s).

In one of the dreams, I had met up with one of my old exes, Matthew, and we started reconnecting and it felt really nice. And then the dream shifted to this random outdoor music festival in Miami. And my roommate Chris was there, and also my brother. But at some point this guy came by and surprised me. And emotionally/mentally it felt like it was that same ex, but physically it was someone I’ve never even seen before.

I remember the physical part because he was taller than me, and it felt nice to be hugged and treated like that by someone bigger than me for a change. It’s nice to feel like you can be protected and taken care of every once in a while. Jeff Buckley was playing in the stage behind us, and the guy had some work to do so I went off to watch the show, but I remember him grabbing me back to give me a kiss before I left and “Mojo Pin” was playing in the background. And it just made me feel so safe and nice. And happy. And I was just watching him and can feel myself having this huge grin on my face. And then I woke up humming that Jeff Buckley tune.

And now I’m at work. And slightly lovelorn.

My dreams are great, and cruel.