percolators

even though school was over last thursday, i've been at school friday, tuesday, wednesday, thursday and saturday since then. roger the way-cool custodian asked me if i wanted to get the skanky carpet taken out of my office a while back. i said yes. so on tuesday i came in and with the help of a few special students took all my stuff out of the office and put it into the classroom. since then i've been going through the copious amounts of papers in the filing cabinets, left over from the last drama director's regime. he saved e-ver-y-th-in-g. it's been disconcertingly depressing to go through all that stuff, too-- there are some feelings coming up that i hadn't expected. resentment, jealousy, and the ever-faithful self-doubt. ah, what would a day be without a dose of that? ...sarcasm, people. i'm getting better. i'm much nicer to myself than i used to be.
one of the great students who graduated this year sold me a bike. he won it in a contest. he entered a contest where you make a short film having to do with bikes. he won, thereby winning a bike, which he sold to me. he's such a great kid, for a few hours i considered buying the bike from him, then giving the bike back to him as a graduation present. but alas, i am too in love with the bike. it is an old-school electric blue tradewind del sol. i have been riding it to school the past few days. it is a joy and a thrill to ride. i l-o-v-e it.
today i bought two cocteau twins albums which are both double albums-- singles, extended versions and b-sides, called lullabies to violaine, volumes one and two. so far it is gorgeousness. i also bought a solo piano album by lang lang called memory. it is also beautiful. i also bought a dvd version of lily tomlin and jane wagner's the search for signs of intelligent life in the universe, which i can't wait to watch. and last, i bought a graphic memoir by miriam katin, called we are on our own. i have started a little graphic novel collection, which is pleasing on many levels. so far i have both volumes of marjane satrapi's persepolis, the aforementioned epileptic by david b., craig thompson's blankets, la perdida by jessica abel, and the classic maus collection by art spiegelman, among a few others. my history with graphic novels is not extensive; i'm something of a dilettante. but i still enjoy the hell out of them, and i've been drawing and doodling for as long as i can remember, and have not forgotten my new year resolutions...
1. to create more love and beauty in the world
2. to finish my first graphic novel