le sigh

this weekend has thus far reaffirmed a realization made a few weeks ago, that this period of my life is a bit like the college i rarely/never had (due to boyfriends/ depresssion/ learning). it's half-way through and man, oh man.

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BUT FIRST ALLOW ME TO THANK VIVACIOUS DIANE ARNOUT XXXIV FOR THE GREATEST LOOOOOOVE PACKAGE IN THE HISTORY OF LOOOOOOOOVE PACKING SENDING. there is little more that i can say, but she lent me some serious emotional, weather-related and musical support. all greatly needed. and i love you.

allow me to continue:

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i feel like a freaking college student, given the amount of show-seeing, hanging out, park-sitting-at and communal feasts i've experienced the previous 7 days.

TODAY: hung out mostly solo throughout the day. a lot of grocery shopping and reading.

TONIGHT:
1) cut down and cleared out all 8-ft high weeds out of backyard with eric and upstairs-complex-mate, jara (from "USA ROCKS" photo).

2) feasted on bbq-ed meat in "brand new" backyard.

3) watched film that jara projected on the enormous wall in our backyard. freaking AWE-some. eric, nate and i sat on his fire escape ladder (when we werent watching it from the roof!!!), while 15 hipsters watched it from the ground. the city lights above us. the movie below. in our backyard. soooo awwwwwesome

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if you read what came after "TODAY:" then you would see that i hung out solo again. a pity party to a point, but really i was seriously missing they city of austin. i called jorge (old housemate in "The House of Men: Austin") to tell him happybday, etc etc. sooo apparently all the boys live together again! (including Fielding Baxter the Third!!!). and jorge said they would totally let me live with them again, if i made it back there. le sigh.

so anyway, it made me miss my austin house a LOT, and kinda wish i was living with those guys again too (despite the sarongs and fieldings mild insanity). i miss the heat. i miss being so close to my family. i miss bike rides and walking to yoga and my pseudo paint studio and oil painting and my front porch. i miss being able to get into a car and drive to san antonio. i miss meeting up with mario and talking for 3 hours at a time. i miss walking along congress. i miss barton freaking springs. i miss a lot. it's becoming a problem

things are good here, like super good or whatever. and i also recognize that years from now i will really freaking miss my current situation (is pretty awesome alright) but i just miss you guys and that city and wish i could hang out with you more.

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here are photos from my roof at nighttime: