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02 may 2000
this is the question I must be fucking insane. I arrived home from a glorious sushi dinner with Jen, logged on, checked email, and saw this incredible last minute fare from Continental Airlines. I didn't even think. My credit card was out and I was booking a flight to Newark. Forget the fact that I now have to explain to the band why I'm missing rehearsal on monday night, forget the fact that I'm supposed to be MOVING this weekend. I dunno, maybe it was the fact that I got paid today. Maybe it's that I'm falling being on my Elite frequent flier mileage accumulation and this is a cheap way to get 5000 miles. Maybe I just wanna see my new company's Wall Street headquarters. Maybe the new company will reimburse me for the flight if I work on monday ...? So I leave on the redeye, Saturday night, less than three hours after I'm (hopefully) fully moved into my new pad. As if my life wasn't nuts enough already, I figured I'd complicate it some more. If I'm not mistaken, my parents are out of town, and I have absolutely no place to stay. Unless my brother is willing to put me up for a couple of nights... But he lives in Manalapan, and that would mean "rent-a-car." At least from my parents' place, I could walk to the train and make it into work in Manhattan without a car. Calling my ex is out of the question ... she's pissed at me for some reason I can't comprehend and I wouldn't wanna intrude on whatever rebound relationship she has brewing right now anyway. Thinking about it, I probably have enough friends in NJ that I won't be without a roof over my head. If I could just get the keys to my parents' house, it would be perfect. The thing that's really concerning me is missing band practice. It's kinda short notice. I hope they understand and don't kick me out or anything. Understand? Understand what? That I came home a bit buzzed and made an airplane reservation without thinking? Nah, for my own sake, I'm gonna have to somehow alter the circumstances. This little sojourn will have to turn into a "business trip," like it or not. So be it. Oh well, I can't worry about this until anymore until tomorrow, so I won't. Funny, I forgot what I was gonna write about. I had this whole idea for an entry in my head when I got home, and it went out the window with the el-cheapo airfare. Call it serendipity, or something. Gonna go snap a picture of my unshaven mug now. Oh yeah, I put stylesheets on the entries today. Cool, ain't it? 02 may 1999: didn't write: and I have no idea what I was doing, either. 02 may 1998: calm : Carli and I went out for drinks at Encounter. Some weird looking guy was staring at her with lust in his eyes, and another weird looking guy was doing the same to me.
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