April 05 2008

All of my lousy teeth have gone loose and the sockets are sore. I tongue a lesion that refuses to be appeased by additional vitamin C or E. My mouth is a shambles, a gothic architecture of suspected malnutrition and negative internalizations.

Last night i finally saw 'Control'. It was showing at the Byrd Theatre at 12AM. Lindsay agreed to go with me. I had not seen Lindsay in four years. She let me have a piece of ricemilkchocolate, and i gave her daft positivity concerning her evanescent boyfriend and the teeth she lost in a bicycle accident two years ago. I had never heard of ricemilkchocolate, but i guess that is how vegans do it up.

'Control' is about Ian Curtis. Ian Curtis sang for Joy Division. Joy Division takes a long long time for the ears to comprehend, but if you are the correct sort of person then you finally do. Ian Curtis hung himself in his kitchen when he was twenty-three. He fell in love way too young and got married and had a baby way too young and then he fell in love with someone else, of course, and the guilt took him over the edge and then he hung himself in his kitchen when he was twenty-three.

I left the movie at 2:30 AM and it was raining and my teeth were loose and sore, but the temperature was nice.

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I hit the road two weeks ago today. Before that, i had been living in Burlington, Ontario, Canada, which is nice enough. On my last night i was eating at the pub because there had been no food in my refrigerator for four months. The waitress who i kind of liked decided to sit and talk with me for two hours after her shift. It probably would have been better if she had not. But that's how it goes, i guess.

I also felt feeble and i wrote to Liz telling her that i was leaving but she does not like to write back anymore, but then again why should she? That is how that goes, too.

Now i have four bags of clothing, i have two laptop computers, i have an external hard-drive with my entire music collection, i have an acoustic guitar and i have a cat named Linus. We are all in a hotel room in Richmond, Virginia. It is sort of like old times. I have been working in my old office and i have been out with old friends every night. The friends ask me if i am excited to be back in Richmond and i say yes, even though it is a tempered excitement. I think everything will feel tentative until i am settled into a place of my own again, which will not be happening for at least another eight weeks. Sometime after my tour of duty in Norfolk.

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The Sabres and the Leafs are both done for. I will root for the Capitals tonight.