2002-03-04 « »
np/7:04 p.m.

i dreamt that i met paul mc cartney before his show. he said we'd hang out afterward with his mum and some people who'd won backstage passes. i, apparently, was cool enough to hang out with paul mc cartney with no passes. ah ahhahahaha. rad.

i knew waking up here would feel like this: glorious and free and foreign and wonderful.

last night in the grecian on brady street the bathroom smelled like my plymouth bathroom and after i closed the door i stood still for a while, sniffing and racking my brain for the memory. plymouth, on the hill. i'm going to buy that house someday.

but waking up here: brilliant. i can't explain how, but in a .. simple milwaukee kind of way.
today, kurt and i are going to thrift stores to look for furniture. i suggested the place on silver spring. also, i want to go to yellow jacket again because when chris and i were there the girl said to come back after friday cos that's when she's turning stock. i love that place, and i love that girl cos she was nice. and she has a wonderful store and wonderful taste in clothes. unfortunately most everything i tried on was too small for me, whereas almost everything i find at my own goodwills is too huge for me, even though i buy it anyway, esp dresses cos i can always take them in, not that i do.
i also dreamt that peter me kurt emmm.. some other people were outside in a semi-foreign city (i don't mean out of the country, i mean foreign to me) and a parade started. and we watched it.
i wonder if i ought to report this one to peter. cos i don't know how he took the last one.

kurt asked me last night in the car if i was getting back with mike and i yelled, 'i'm moving to milwaukee!' and left it at that. yelled, but not screamed, only a louder version of a vehement statement, also with some facitious quality to it. i didn't mention that the fact that the fact of me moving to milwaukee holds no bearing whatsoever on getting back with mike.

hung out with scott last night. he came over as michael was sleeping in my bed.
:blink:

i need to both really clean that house and move to milwaukee. i wish nate and melanie would want to come with but i don't think they will -- they like the people they've met in west bend, like ben and everyone, and i don't think they'd easily find as-neat of people in milwaukee, unfortunately.
my brother cleared the blimmin hard drive.. after i sat on there downloading song after song from bearshare, see they had a cable modem so each song took like five minutes, i was on for seven hours.. up til 3:30 am one.. morning.. dl del, mull historical society, kenna, beatles, the hives, jim o'rourke, the smiths, lots of stuff. grr.
BUT he did say that every song i listened to went into a different file someplace (?! i sincerely hope so) and that he saved that file. so.
hope.

well i'm going to go online and check my email, see if peter's mailed me then i'll try and catch up with my diaryland thing. i wonder if it even matters. well, for something to do saturday morning sitting in the middle of kurt's bare shorewood apartment that is SO sixties while he's in bed, it's something to do. anyway.