When I look at you, you're so far away.
I like post-rock enough to listen to admit it publicly. I like post-rock. There. And I hope I listen to more of it until I understand it well enough to defend that it doesn’t all sound the same. Cos right now, I don’t understand how every lead singer sounds the same vocally. It’s an amazing trick.
Yesterday was Kyle’s last day in Topeka for the summer. Wednesday is his last day in Kansas City. I’m basically devastated. We’ve spent this week watching Season 3 of 24 which I should be finishing up as we speak, but instead I’m blogging because I care about all of you folks being able to keep up on my life. Season 3 is a great season. Jack Bauer is an American Icon. I can’t watch Law and Order anyway cos of Golf. It’s been great. We took a break yesterday and watched Season 3 Part 1 of Entourage. We went on lots more lunch dates than normal. We stayed up till 4 a.m. laughing with each other. We cuddled on the couch. And I cried basically non-stop. Sigh. I just don’t want him to go back. Slash. I don’t want to be apart from him. But it’s ridiculous to think that he’d not go back to finish his senior year of college. And Bearman would kill us both if I even considered it. So I know that this is the way it has to be. And my eyes have dried up since he left. I held it together at work and I’ve held it together today. I’m not even mildly depressed which I have been most of the days I’ve spent apart from him. Ask him. Last weekend I was downright irrational without reason and the weekend before was almost the same story… but maybe that storm was building. So everything between us is wonderful. We both wish we could be closer for these next ten months or so but we understand we can’t and so we’re off to figure out more about ourselves without the other there until next June. I’m just glad that neither of us is doubting the other. We’re pretty much invincible.
Since he’s gone basically… I’m just looking forward to our last two dates together. One is our anniversary (six months, woo) which is coming up next week, we’re celebrating early… The other is worlds of fun tomorrow. I’m super excited about both. But I’m also so ready for school to start. Rahul and Cara and occasionally Kyle (Rahul was too drunk to make sense of what we were saying and Kyle was too drunk to make sense of what he was saying) and I had a good debate about the 08 elections the other night. It got me jonesing for some good intellectualism. I love it. I can’t wait for classes. African Art History with Janzen is gonna be so sweet… and I have it with Cari! Yay! I’ve really missed Cari these past few years that we haven’t been as close. And I’m excited for my Morse class… though not so much for the tests. I just hate writing essays which compare and contrast historical truths by creating some hypothetical historical society. This is why I like her upper levels much better.
I want to watch more 24 so I can be indoctrinated on how cool it is to not have Constitutional rights so we can be safe from mostly outlandish terrorist plots and wonder how Nina will resurrect herself and if the PATRIOT Act really can save us all. So I’m done blogging. Good night.