another bullshit week in shit town

yesterday i went to a briefing on the Hill put on by planned parenthood. Kate Walsh, from Grey's Anatomy who is on their Board of Advocates i guess, spoke about the need for comprehensive sex education in schools. Blythe Danner was there too for some reason. and there was free lunch.

the day before that i saw Blitzen Trapper at the Cat backstage. they're these burly guys from Portland who play jangly, country-twinged songs with lots of harmonica-guitar double action. a cross between credence and the shins, maybe. i think i probably shared a drum circle with each of them at some point.

today is friday, and i'm in the office in baltimore. it takes me an hour and a half door-to-door in the morning. the train ride from union station takes you through central maryland and its sludgy backwoods squalor and post-industrial decay, depressing as to rival new jersey's. i drink coffee and pretend i'm not here.

tuesday i re-take the GRE, followed by lots of carbombs. then i go to portland, so fuck you.

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