introspective periscope : peeking inside since Y2K

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they're gobs, guys.

12:07 a.m. - 2014-06-28

"rattlesnake charm on the dance floor."~sean hayes

it's friday night in bangor, maine, america.

today was an excellent day.

i was awake before the alarm but i let it go off anyway. north american scum. i don't know why i like waking up to that song so much lately. sam slept on as i made my way to the shower in the bright summer morning light.

i've finished making sense of the bathroom this week. there is art finding ways to the walls. i need to find a ladder. this little apartment is starting to feel cozy. i've offered a few pieces of furniture to the new neighbors i'm not sure if they have any furniture. wait, is this nesting? i'm feeling compelled to simplify even further now that i've arrived. thankfully, the goodwill is right around the corner. if i haven't touched it in two months, i need to consider whether i ought to keep it.

when i finished the bathroom, i was pleased to have found the banana yellow bluetooth speaker. i paired my phone. i tried out spotify. so far, so good. interestingly linked with last.fm. songza was my go-to streaming site but i'm pretty happy with spotify so far. my early morning shower was a dance party for the first time in a long time. it's starting to feel like home.

work was a fast shift...i heard about the whoopie pie festival this weekend from a co-worker. that sounds about as close to a polish polka festival as i'm going to get this summer so hey, why not? the destination is about an hour north of here. i think i've made a new friend...we'll see. the people at work didn't believe me when i said that we call them 'gobs' back home*.

i got a message in the morning that my lobsters were going to arrive today. lobsters are getting to the cheap time of year, here. i've never cooked a lobster before tonight. when michelle dropped them off, i watched them for awhile.

"they're just bugs," she declared. "they have no central nervous system."

the lady at work told me to cook a lobster for 30 minutes. michelle told me to cook them for 8 to 10.michelle was spot on. i prepared lobster. i feel like i want to get a big lobster pot so i could do a whole pot clam bake. . they've got dishes for everything here. bean pots. i have yet to have these beans but i'm slowly getting brad to tell me more and more of the bean recipe. i get the impression it takes for-fucking-ever to make beans.

the lobsters refused to battle. i was disappointed about that. they did pose for some photos. while i was reasoning with them, 2 bald eagles flew over the house. where in the world have i landed? is this possibly not real life? in the end, i had a nice conversation with the sea creatures out on the patio table and i think they understood that there was no getting around it. i couldn't get them back out to the ocean if i wanted to and, to be frank, i hadn't brought them here as pets. i feel like we were all on the same page. i'm a terrible person. those lobster were delicious.

michelle said she'd look after sam so i can go down to boston for the holiday. my next appointment with laura is a week from sunday. everything feels really good. there i go feeling again. the sun should be out for so many days in a row, now. i can't wait to get back into the woods some more. sam and i have been chasing our tails.

a little road trip out of town. fucking lobsters. there is art on my walls. i'm feeling more at home here every day. i could dig more friday nights in bangor if this is how they go.

i hope you're having the best friday night, america.

xo,

jones

*to be clear, i give exactly no cares what you call them. gobs or whoopie pies...they're still kind of one of the best things about summer.

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