Today’s long-overdue journal entry is gratefully dedicated to my long-time pal Joe, who I don’t see or talk to often enough to show how great I think he’s always been and how much I’ve always admired him. And I don’t say that because he’s the only person who’s ever written me to let me know he reads this stuff regularly and to complain that I’m not more diligent with my updates.
Joe, to answer your question in the briefest, least-bitter manner possible: The weekend before the last time I visited you and your lovely family (a much-needed escape which was thrown back in my face on more than one occasion), I was informed that my then-boyfriend was deeply unhappy with our relationship and was falling for someone else. We tried to sort things out as best we could, but I was subsequently dumped on Valentine’s Day, and “some three months of anguish and unpaid rent later” I was finally living by myself again. so I decided there was little reason left for me to stay in the slanty shanty in Fort Greene when I’d rather be living in a more spacious loft in Williamsburg. Though I certainly share the blame for all the many reasons things didn’t work out between he and I, I don’t think he handled the situation well once he chose the other fellow over me. I’ll give you the full story some day if you catch me in the right mood.
In other news, I’m officially going nuts with work now that school is in full swing again. Today, as a matter of fact, I’m battling the anxiety over having to write an art history paper for the first time in about seven years. Even though I write as much in the average day as I need to for this paper, the burden of having to write something is making me nuts. But I’ve had some great projects at Thirteen lately, the class I’m teaching this semester seems to be a good group, and megaTINY’s world domination looms closer and closer, so things are OK. Even if they’re a bit hectic.
OK, back to the innovative career of Piet Zwart: Typotekt!