kick out the gloom goodbye, new york
FRIDAY | 10.10.03 | 2:23pm | report from the drama camp hello (a month later)... wow... what a rollercoaster... a few weeks ago charlie's parents came up to take our things back to west virginia... we had to be out of our apartment by october 1st so we emptied out our room and painted it and made it all nice for the next person to move in... then we started couch hopping... we stayed with my boss and good friend steve in astoria for about a week... then we moved over to midtown east to stay in our friends' apartment while they (jy and hilary) went off to get married in south carolina... charlie left to the wedding (he's singing a song there) yesterday and left me here all alone with jy and hilary's three cats... one of the cats (dufus) had had surgery a week ago because he had fluid building up in the sac around his lungs... i was to take him in to the vet yesterday to have his stitches removed... i packed him up in his carrier and climbed into a taxi cab... suddenly he started dry heaving and breathing very heavily... his eyes were huge like saying, "dan'l!!! do something!!!" i had no idea what was happening so i asked the cab driver to speed it up... i got dufus into the vet's office and she took him back to put him on oxygen... "i'm going to have to tap him again," she told me. so i went outside to call charlie before his plane took off... before i could tell him that they were going to tap him again the doctor came to the door and motioned for me to come back in... i hung up the phone and walked back inside... "i'm sorry," she said. "during the proceedure dufus arrested and died." pause um, oh my god, i said. i dialed hilary's number... she answered... i couldn't figure out what to say so i just threw my phone to the vet... i could hear hilary frantic on the other end... i wanted to jump off of a building... when i finally did speak to her and jy they insisted on apologising to me... huh??? "we're so sorry that you had to go through all of this..." um, okay, but i'm so sorry that your cat is dead... it was all too much to handle... my friend andy called me late yesterday afternoon... "i heard you've had a rough day," he said when i answered the phone... it was brilliant... the story is great... the music is great... the actors were great... the sets... the costumes... the special effects... all of it... i loved it so much that i actually forgot about the dead cat back at the vet's office... until i got home and the other two cats were all, "dude, where's our brother???" they're mad at me... oh, and i'm leaving in two weeks...
FRIDAY | 10.24.03 | 7:06pm | let's get happy
kick out the blues
tear out the pages with all the bad news
pull down the mirrors and pull down the walls
tear up the stairs and tear up the floors
oh just burn down the house!
burn down the street!
turn everything red and the dream is complete
with the sound of your world
going up in fire
it's a perfect day to throw back your head
and kiss it all goodbye
"i'm really very sorry."
oh my god. oh my god. oh my god.
"can you call dufus' parents to let them know, please?"
oh my god. they're getting married. oh my god. how do i tell them?
"i'm so sorry."
i'm supposed to call them on their wedding weekend to tell them that their babysitter killed their child?
"oh, it isn't your fault. he just got too excited during the ride over and his heart couldn't keep up with his weekend lungs."
oh my god.
wow, news travels fast...
"do you want to see my show tonight??? i'll get you tickets..."
oh, i can't tell you how much i could use a musical right about now... thank you so much...
