ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

first: a happy birthday to my favorite, sweet thaddeus.
one of the best friends i've ever had, and one of the best friends i ever
will have. happy birthday to the man who sings "ice fishing" while squeezing the pasta to see if it's done, who made rochester the promised land when i was a study-faced college kid, who introduced me to krispy kreme donuts, dancing, cascadian farms granola, cannibal the musical, apple-Z, and the best rocks to sleep on in the atlantic ocean.
to the editor of films, the drinker of teas, the lover of friends and the maker of mischief. no one else could ever laugh as hard while making up the lines to flashdance with me (1...2...3...nut!) or pick up the phone every time i call (even when he's at work with angela lansbury and warren beatty).
i love ya, kid. and i miss you!

second: and the times, they are a changing.
my parents bought a house and are moving. crazyface.

i spent 12 hours at a conference yesterday, and fielded calls on the sly from people who might consider giving me a job. "are you familiar with the weinsteins?" an entertainment agent asked while i was on speakerphone, and when i replied "yes- i lived with their daughter sara," a whole room full of men started cracking up. crazyface.

i'm leaving for new york tonight, and i don't have a return ticket. crazyface.

i'm completely worn out from last week... it's going to take an animal-in-the-bushes act of adrenaline to get me out of this apartment, out of this state and out of this chapter of my life. maybe i should take a quick hike in south boulder on my way to the airport. mwahaha.

i can't wait to find out where life is two months from now. i hope it includes a great job, a healthy outlook, a closer vicinity to the friends i luff, and a stack of really good books. maybe 2006 isn't a lost cause, after all? aaand... cue the theme to the cosby show