moving (physically, emotionally, and literally)

My mind is filled with about 300 different thoughts all day every day lately. I have abandoned all ideas of driving across the country with Jeb...it is too stressful and will cost way too much money that neither of us have. So, we will have to postpone our awesomely romantic white-trashish road-trip in an old van to a later time. I bought a ticket to minneapolis for steve's wedding and will fly on to Seattle after that. I am selling my stuff again and shipping some of it. I have a week and a half left of work and then I will hopefully be going to AZ for our annual trip to Mexico and to see the lovely fam. The ticket situation is still in progress, so hopefully that will all work out. I come back to new york and move out of my apt and stay with a friend and then my sister comes to visit and then i take off shortly after that. I now reside in a one bedroom apt with four people (all wonderful...so, not so bad...just crowded). Marilyn is always busy running around the city. Bryce works at American Apparel and "buys" us clothes and plays the guitar and is addicted to the internet and gives great massages. We all drink big bottled beers and have family dinners every tuesday night (food is in the making as i type). Eddy and his band, the parenthetical girls, are back in town tonight because of a cancelled show in DC or Boston or somewhere and then back again on Thursday night for a show here. They are staying with us again...so it will just be a big party for awhile. We have put the apt on the market and the realty lady came to check it all out tonight and has some people in mind to come look at it. I had another crazy experience on the train the other day. A guy sitting next to me decided that he didnt want to talk to me but wanted to show me his hospital paperwork that described his AIDS testing (just caught a glance in my effort to not pay any attention to the papers held in front of my face) along with his prescriptions given to him. I didnt really know what kind of reaction he was hoping for and I was really tired and just wanted to get home so I gave no reaction in hopes that he would move on to someone else. But then, I was at my stop so just got off the train and went home and went to bed. They are replacing the tracks on the A/C subway line (which is the one I take every day to and from work) and as if it is not already a pain in the ass train line...the rides to work in the morning are all the more painfully screechy and slow. At least I have a good book to read, but no music to drown out the unwanted noise since i-pods are only made to last so long. I am working on a photo project that i am pretty excited about and I am having fun with so far. It is so new, I dont know exactly what it's about, but have some basic ideas. It's portraits too, which is hard for me. I need a challenge every once in awhile. So, I am full of beer, champagne, couscous and vegetables and need to sleep now in order to wake up in time for work (it is really hard to do since I am so close to being done). maybe i will post more often...although this seems pretty hard to read...just a bunch of rambling