Not anticipating much sleep before the van leaves for Providence some time around 1 or 2 in the morning. Still so much left to do: laundry, pack, paint my nails, shave up my neck hairline in the back (yep), figure out what music is coming with me on Beeeatrice The Netbook, whatever else there is that I'm hoping I will eventually remember. I also expect to be headed to Anne's to help with some of the rushed, last-minute packing from which I've been distracting her of late. If I'm very very lucky she'll be staying over tonight to see me off in the wee hours.
Last night we talked about how much we'll miss each other this coming week, and of course once again started in on how bewildered we both are that we've even gotten to the point of missing each other so profoundly. I mean, come on, it's been less than a month. But then there's the intensity of these past few weeks to consider, and the degree of absolute compatibility, and that we make each other so shit-eating-grinningly happy. And the NRE of course. Whatever it is, it's enough for her to have bought a ticket and booked a hotel for Philly, one more in a bullet list made of win. And yet somehow I'm still surprised when circumstances conspire to make me fall behind on LOST or not check my email for an entire weekend.
So this is my apology to anyone that either of us may have unintentionally snubbed over the past week or two. Worst instance of that: Synthetic Division vying to perform at H&M's Fashion Against AIDS NYC launch party and barely a peep about it from me. Unfuckingforgivable. But other than that one, I'm afraid we (or "I" at least) may have trouble actually regretting any of it. We are committed to trying our best to keep the giddiness to a minimum in the public sphere, though. Trying.
On top of all that, having her around has also helped me approach this tour with a much more even head. After all, it is shorter than the last one, and marks my third week-or-more excursion of this kind. I think I can honestly say that I'm stressing a fraction of what I once did, merely excited to get into it again. Six nights, no nights off, and back home. And while there will of course be aspects of this coming week worth mentioning, I don't expect to devote nearly as much energy to travelogue-ing as I did last time. The amount of dumb bullshit that gets funneled to Facbook in status and picture form shall of course remain consistent.
See you all when I get back.
- Running a humidifier and a dehumidifier in the same room.