What's Up?
last night, i asked someone i'd just met, "what's up?"
she got irritated with me; felt pressured to have something interesting to say to satisfy my curiosity (insatiable). wanted to know what i expected to hear.
i said, "i don't know. did you do something exciting at work? meet a new guy? have a great idea?..." she answered those questions joylessly. told me that things had just been normal everyday stuff.
i cannot really imagine that. i can't imagine having nothing going on in my life. i can imagine not wanting to share with a stranger, but having nothing to say to the point where the question itself offends me? i think that in itself is something up. or maybe it's just a matter of being able to put feelings and events into words.
what's up is; satisfaction at finding rachel and magali and meeting their friends; holiday insanity at the symphony; hibernation-overdrive; my niece knowing my name; discovering josie is really joanna; the santaland diaries; and thoughts of january.
MCfrontalot is also playing this friday night. you should go.
