bethb's Diaryland Diary

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I am invited

twitter has clearly spoiled me or maybe softened my brain to loathe writing anything over 140 characters. So much happening right now.
I'm challenging myself with a stupid task that is not going well but it's ok. I bought a book to help me through it which was alternately no help and just what i needed.
There's also been so much work. Plays to paint, plays to design (remember when I gave up theatre?) yet another friend's wedding and they've asked that i create this piece of art for everyone to sign. January has been overwhelming to say the least.
A friends band has gotten back together, they were a pretty popular band back in the day (the day being slightly less than a decade ago) and they're doing a small-ish tour (although also going to japan) and appearing on jimmy fallon tomorrow night. They did a hush-hush invite only show at the smallest bar in town (well, ok, clarendon) last saturday. they forbid anyone to mention or even hint at it and i was dying all weekend and no one (and i mean NO ONE) mentioned it to anyone else when they saw them although it felt like everyone knew who was going to be there and it was pretty great. I imagine it would have been like if i gave a shit about anyone i went to school with and felt like seeing them again at a reunion instead of casual friends who are fun and nice and light but you don't see much because you're not the kind of friends who necessarily are....well, friends.
The plan sounded awesome and looked like they were having fun and that's the most important thing, really.
In other news, my friend marie found me a cat. and she seems pretty sweet. marie brought her by the studio yesterday and i've thoought about her all day today so that's a good sign. although when i went to HT to buy cat food and litter, i started tearing up a little (a lot) when i realized i needed to buy food for a kitten.
i'm still not over sadie, in fact i don't know what i should call this cat.
"new cat" seems kind of...cold. replacement cat is worse. 2nd cat makes me seem crazy, maybe i'm crazy for worrying about this.
i can't say i haven't totally enjoyed not having to scoop litter or worry about cat food, or completely clean up projects either. i've liked the solo-time. the not being covered in hair.
In fact at the secret plan show, i was talking to a girl i do like but rarely ever see and she was covered in fur and i kept thinking 'cat lady'.

9:24 p.m. - 2011-01-19

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