I’m waiting for Jess to get here so we can pack up some crap. And as I wait, I think about how much I dread going through this. It’s the part of moving I haven’t been looking forward to.
Earlier, I was at the bar with my coworkers Thuy, Kim and Carrie. I really wish that we went out more often because all we do is laugh the whole time. I hate even thinking about this, but right now I have to admit that everything is so good. The marketing team at work has the greatest chemistry in the near 3 years that I’ve been there, we’re being productive and I’m having a great time there.
And outside of work I have so much socializing going on that I can’t even handle it sometimes… and I’m meeting the most amazing, positive, motivational people I think I’ve ever had the pleasure of meeting.
This part of me that really doesn’t want to leave grows. And it’s such a bittersweet struggle. I haven’t felt that “I can’t wait to get out of here!” thought that I had running rampant through my mind in December. It’s just gone. I’m happy right now.
And so I’m just sitting here, it feels, waiting for it all to end.
I’m scared! I don’t want this to end! I’m having so. much. fun.
Ok, just a momentary mental
breakdown over something really trivial.
Moving on.
Eveything is so tangled and confusing and stupid and ironic and surprising and hurtful and dramatic and foreign.
You are so kickin’ it for me. Right in my ear drums.
I think when I find out that someone reads my blog, as much as I want to know that people are reading it, maybe I just like it to be more of a fantasy than a reality. Or at least, if they do read, maybe it’s better if I don’t know about it.
I met Rocket Science tonight (finally). And it was awesome. He made dinner and it was really good. (I helped but only for like 3 minutes until the onion made me blink too much.)
The funniest part of all of it, is that I happened to be one floor below Brian. I guess I can’t really express how tewtally crazy and uncanny this seemed. It’s just uncommon that I drive up to Silver Spring anyway, let alone to one building where two friends I just met happen to live. I laughed at this realization and into a voicemail I left for m.
On the way there, I smiled. A lot.
I am happy. And excited about what’s to come. And I’ve never felt this way before.
It’s so weird.
I played for 25 minutes tonight on a demo version of Traktor 3. And in that short span of time, I successfully beat matched and mixed several tracks.
Sold.
For now, I think I’m giving up on Ableton Live.
