So fuckin bored!

It's been such a fucking hassle the last few days! I'm finally done with my school work. Now I'm stuck in Brooklyn on a Friday night because of the fuckin' strike. No one's answering the phone and I'm all alone with my retarded roommate. What the hell should I do?

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Hrmph.
Current mood: cranky

I've been literally a hermit the last few weeks. Too much school work. I really want out at this point. Time to think about my career choice. I'm so critical I'm not sure if I'm cynical. Should I..

1.) be an academic? Perhaps. Sociology is an unnerving subject at this point.

2.) be an artist? Not at all. The Art World is way too restricting.

3.) work for an IO or NGO? My god, I almost hate them both, especially the latter.

4.) be an immigration lawyer? This would probably substantially depress me.

Choices.. choices... I may take the route of being an "eternal student" and live off student loans.

I'll be off to Japan and South Korea soon. The ascetic, silent, non-confrontational atmospheres should lead me to some kind of understanding.

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Insomnia

It can't be helped. I've been an insomniac for 8 years now. Ever since I moved here to New York, I've been staying up 3 days in a row, only to find myself in a pathetic light 2 hour doze or a 15+ hours of deep sleep.  Meanwhile, I chug espresso in small green tea cups and smoke winston lights in rapid frequency throughout the day, only to appear somewhat alert and sane in front of people. Of course, I've tried laying cigs and coffee for the sake of consistent sleep, but that didn't help either. I'm a natural insomniac.

As long as one of my friends don't show up in masks one random day, I'm fine. So I should stop stressing about it. If I see this as a gift, I will certainly get a load off my back. Looking back, those insane moments have made life a lot richer.   

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Reorienation
Current mood: contemplative

Gawd, I miss Paris. Unlike New Yorkers, Parisians promise better loyalty with their friends. You can't meet very great strangers like one can in New York, but Parisians show a little more trustworthiness. I'm a guy that promises to stick with you. I stick with too many people that I think are my friends. Only a few people have given me a call since I got back...

Back to square one.  I despise selfishness and arrogance, but maybe I fit in this group because I hate leaving people.

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Paris

Alright! I'm going to Paris this summer!

I need to work on my French!

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Turning Directions

Just got wasted at Sweet Ums. Neon's great because he doesn't take himself too seriously. Always reminds me that there are actually only a few things to really dwell about in the world, so we might as well have fun. It's about the "I" before the "Me".

There are always too many things to worry about. It can drive you insane if you think about them too much. As a serious person, I'm really vulnerable to this condition.

I should go to bed now. Rough day before the break at the bar.

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Unveiling, Chess, A Brooklyn Night
Current mood: indifferent

Glad I saw Yatika last night. Haven't seen him in more than a year. The party was weird. The purpose was an unveiling of one of Yatika's paintings. There was a certain "mid-20's art school drop out vibe". Everyone dressed up and appeared sophisticated, as if they were going to some glitzy Chelsea gallery opening, but the setting was inside a Brooklyn apartment. I wish Yatika had unveiled that painting at a real gallery.

Yatika's a great chess player too. We used to play in Harvard Square quite a bit, and he even participated in my event "Monthly Master Lecture Series" at the Boylston Chess Club. There's nothing more beautiful than a grandmaster playing 20 opponents at once. He very much understands the passion of the game.

It was good to see Neon and James too. Neon's his usual self - brilliant, caustic, obnoxious in an endearing way, and utterly pre-pubescent. James is unpredictable-personified - a good listener, respectful, and visionary as hell.

All in all, an ok night - not so dramatic, very ordinary.

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Back in Boston - Dad
Current mood: sad

Back in Boston. The air's crisper and cooler. Bostonians are just as anal-retentitive as New Yorkers, but Bostonians are at least honest about it. I always feel like I cancel out anal-retentiveness in general and transform this condition into something beautifully fresh when I switch back and forth between these anal cities. Boston = "Hydrogen(2) retentiveness" and New York = "Oxygen(1) retentiveness." I feel like water or some shit.

Not that I'm anal retentive or even anal retentive about people, but everyone needs a break from the city. I think I'll head out to the Museum of Fine Arts, talk to some trashy suburban girls at the Pit, binge on coffee and cigarettes at Cafe Algiers, and hopefully that cute waitress who keeps shyly commenting on how beautiful my clothes are is working there. But I think she thinks I'm creepy because the last time I saw her, I was sewing a toothpick holder out of a notebook divider on my Givency blazer, and gave her a buisness card that imitates a ghetto-domino-sugar-packet, stapled and decorated with magic markers, trademark included.

I'll also work on my Japanese and my chess. I'm very out of practice. I have this gigantic book "CHESS" by Lazlo Polgar (the father and chess teacher of the Polgar sisters, or the first female GMs) that includes 5,345 problems. I'm up to problem 324.

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