time to take inventory of my time in boston. a 3.5 year relationship with what i thought was my future wife that bit the dust after i moved here, the coke-heads i've encountered, dancing in the rain to plastic bertrand in a s&s parking lot with grish because we didn't want to stay at the party, my cubicle job, a recital that doesn't seem to be happenning anymore, because i wouldn't record the girl who's putting it on having an orgasm, holly, nina, nice sarah, julia, kimberly, driving from florida to boston with rimmer, start!, mod night, 80's love night, the smiths, the cure, *joy division*, wire, le tigre, my one man band, experimental electronic sound collages, being rude crass vulgar and now drunk, being entwined and lost within each other to an entire new order cd, refusing what's-her-face of "coke, life sex and babies", my awesome and gigantically pregnant sister, brian's good ear, beardo saving me from making not too much of an ass of myself, binge drinking all too often with the most critical, emotionally fucked up, and best friends i've had in a long time, norad's pretend brain drugs, 60-80% bullshit, robin's silent monologues, waking up at 6am to go to planned parenthood before i have to give a presentation at work 2 hours later, athena, (my perfect little goddess), dancing all night, twice a week for the past 5 months with busy little athena....being dangerously and excitingly close to suicide for 10 months, nina's beautiful, laughing eyes in november, dancing to peter shilling, and observing silverback gorillas one sunday for three hours, all the time, thinking about humanity, evolution, and how much i would love to touch her heart, overcoming the past, overcoming, overcoming, overcoming, and living like i have never before.....

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