Poster for Retribution Gospel Choir Show:

I just noticed that all I’ve been posting lately are posters I’ve made. Well, here’s another one:

Recovering from birthday week. Saw some great bands: Built to Spill and Murder by Death over the course of the week. Went to the Guggenheim museum in NYC for the first time in my life. Got to spend some time with friends and family, which is really I wanted to do.

I’ve also been unemployed for about a month, now. While it’s been uneventful, I’ve been getting a lot of things done that I normally didn’t find time to do. I’m not bored out of my skull, yet. I have to admit I enjoy the time off but don’t enjoy the financial burdens. For example, I had to miss out on the wedding of my dear friend Charlie, something that I was excited to attend, but once I found out I didn’t have a job, I had to decline because I had to worry about being able to pay rent. I don’t like having to think over every little thing I spend, but at the same time there are things to occupy one’s mind that don’t cost anything.

Oh, and did I mention I went to go see a taping of Maury? I will spare you the details, other than it was EPIC in the way only Maury can be.

October has been splendid. It’s a great month of reflection for me, but this is one of the happiest Octobers I’ve seen in a very long while (despite being poor!). Our apartment is very festive. Very cozy. I’ve been able to participate in all the things I love about the fall: apple picking, pie baking, decorating for the season, wearing sweaters, walks outdoors in the crisp air, leaf gazing, pumpkin picking, planning a costume for Halloween, celebrating my birthday. I won’t be sad when winter comes, but I won’t be able to let go of the autumn so easily.

For just a few moments this evening, I felt like my usual self, whatever that is. The weather finally shows itself ready for fall and I, for a moment, get a feeling of contentment and clarity — something that the summer can never bring me.

I wish that I were ready to go to bed. I would lay down and truly relax and truly be happy.

I think I am happy, despite all the chaos around me. Though, don’t ask me how I feel tomorrow.

Another poster for Manic Productions.

I don’t know what I’m writing any more. Long entry about marriage erased, but for a good reason. So conflicted about love and marriage, about marriage and the church, wedding ceremonies, etc. Didn’t make sense. Maybe I can come back to it when I’m not as befuddled. (I wanted to use the word befuddled, too, so I threw it in there)

Things of interest:
Next weekend Britt and I will have been together a year. (I know!) The insane thing is, like many of our weekends recently, we will have little time to ourselves to celebrate! ha

I am working on a new message board. The old one is deleted (accidentally) and there is one to be replacing it as soon as I can get the code right and some server issues solved.

Reading Studs Terkel’s Hope Dies Last. First time I’m reading any of his books, although I’ve wanted to read him for a while.

Sick with a cold — this past month has been a total health fail.

Also, I’m trying to reconnect with people, and I think that’s the major reason I’m trying to get my board back up. But, really, I just want to be able to e-mail with people I’ve lost touch with. I’d like to make some phone calls. I feel like I don’t talk to anyone any more. I feel like my only connections are through facebook, and I know I’ve felt this way before and it always comes full cycle, but I have to stop being dependent on social networking sites to keep in touch. What happens when there isn’t a facebook anymore, you know? I’m trying. I’m really bad at it, but I’m trying.