The Diary of Antoine Roquentin

I’m on my way to the Fujiya & Miyagi show, and listening to them on my N95. I didn’t bring my computer due to the fact that my bag was overflowing with stuff, but I did bring my Bluetooth keyboard. It’s really all I need, since the N95 is basically a full-featured computer with limited input devices.

This week has been really hectic, but in a good way. I loathed the rain, got drenched Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday driving my scooter.

On Tuesday, Christen, Waylon, Nick and I ended up drinking beers and going to Lipstick. It was really fun, save for the fact that we saw Her Cuntyness, Lacey, there. Thankfully, she left right after we saw her. People say you can only interact with people at the age when you met them, and I think that’s true. In Lacey’s case, I’m dealing with her on a sixth-grade level.

So I guess tomorrow I’m going to be heading down to Santa Clara to bring my uncle his leg brace and some shoes. I’ll probably end up bringing him some clothes too, since I have to stop at his place anyway.

I can’t wait to get a VAIO P, then I’ll have a full-featured micro-computer wherever I am. But they’re too slow right now.

This trip came so close to not happening, as I only had forty bucks when I woke up this morning. I’ll be lucky if I can afford BART fare into the city, lol. I get paid tonight at around 1 a.m., which will sustain my trip (I’m staying until I get bored).

We finally started moving…they’re doing some kind of work on the track, so there’s only one line available. I hope I get there on time…and also super-glad I took the earlier train.

I spent this week implementing tagging on my company’s website. It’s really cool, since they’re talking about important things. I could use things like categories and tags, but I don’t think they would be terribly useful. News has categories more clearly defined than my life, and often I cover two or three categories in one post. Actually, that’s kind of par for the course.

I have to say, taking that glucosamine has really helped my knee. I may even be able to jog again this month. I was going to go on a test jog around the cul de sac this morning, but I decided to wait, as I knew I’d be doing a lot of walking in San Francisco.

Now that I’m leaving, and there’s a finite amount of time I have left here, it just seems like such a waste that Andrew and I never ironed out all of our problems.

I told everyone at work that I’m leaving…I almost wish I could say that I hate Sacramento, but I don’t. I’ve had some amazing times and tons of fun memories. I’m fond of Sacramento in an odd way…not really for anything about the city itself, but the confluence of people, my goals, trials and tribulations, just lead me to really appreciate the contribution that living in Sacramento made to my life.

I’ll never fall for amother Adrian, I’ll never date a flake, I’ll never take the last light rail train to Del Paso Heights…a lot of lessons I learned here that would have had more damning consequences were I to learn them in the NYC metro area.

I can’t feel terribly nostalgic because the reality of leaving still hasn’t hit yet (I havne’t picked my classes, sent in my room deposit, etc.) I’m still waiting for this packet they are supposed to send me where they analyze my credits. The cogs of educational institutions grind slowly, I guess.

Last night I watched most of Repulsion with Catherine Denevue…Kathleen had recommended it to me as a great example of Roman Polanski’s work. It was one of his films I hadn’t seen, and with how much I loved Knife in the Water, his first film, I thought I’d check it out. I was going to finish watching it on the train, but I’m sick of lugging my MacBook around. MacBook Air is in the works for this year. I’m either buying a MBA or a VAIO P before I leave Sacramento. Speaking of films, my office has an occasional movie night, and they kind of had me pick a film.

I sold them on L’Eclisse, the third in Michaelangelo Antononi’s trilogy about alienation and such (L’Avventura and La Notte being the first and second). I hope it’s good, I’ve been developing a love affair with Antononi ever since I saw L’Avventura, which was incredible.

I keep meaning to go visit everyone I know in California, but my weekends keep getting eaten. Next weekend (as I just realized will conflict with movie night), my mom is coming in from New Jersey and is going to accompany my uncle from San Francisco back to NJ.

I got a call from the Sacramento sherriff yesterday asking me some specific questions about this Kathleen business. I really hope this blows over, for Kathy’s sake, but with the sheer volume of money involved and the complete lack of an explanation on her part, somebody is going to have to answer for this. As much as I get along with her, as much as she’s fun to talk to and has a great sense of humor, I feel that she must have known about this. As Christen astutely noted, her stories are following the same pattern that happened when we had our “intervention” during the time she was addicted to painkillers.

I don’t know what it’s going to be like living 3,000 miles from Christen…she’s the person that I most relate to on everything…it’s like we’re always on the same page or going through something similar. We’ve planned this amazing blowout New York trip to coincide with our last time hanging out. Can you say Depeche Mode + Madison Square Garden? Hell yeah.

I think we’re going to Six Flags this month. That’s one of my favorite memories, our impromptu trip to Vallejo with the fucking giraffe. Stopping for fruit at some shady stand, rocking out to Peaches all the time. That summer was just fucking fantastic.

I can’t concieve how much I’m going to miss her. Well, maybe in two years things will be different, and we can get a studio in Brooklyn :)

Well, it’s nearly seven p.m., I should get a sandwich or something. I wish I could afford a beer, but probably not. Depends on if they run the charges on credit or debit. I think they do credit. Might as well splurge.

I rather missed San Francisco. I really despise the city itself, but being in a city alien to me makes me feel good. I like being in a new place where for all practical purposes I know no one.