friendcrush

11:55 p.m. x 2011-12-26

currently listening to: "year of the tiger" by st. vincent

OH MY GOD.

i recently became aware of an editor - i think she's really cool. she has the kind of job i dream about and she herself is just someone i would love to hang out with. she has a sizable new media presence, so i'm able to enjoy as much of her writing and public socializing as i am able to of others in similar lofty positions. she, though, i find smarter and funnier and more insightful - way more the kind of person i would want to know than most people. so i started to keep watch on her work, like any of the THREE THOUSAND people that do the same, and within a week or so

SHE SENDS ME A MESSAGE

SHE LOVES MY

well

she didn't say anything about my work, she made equally glowing remarks as i've made above regarding my own new media presence.

BUT SHE ASKED ME WHERE I LIVE AND SHE WANTS TO HANG OUT WITH ME.

OH MY GOD.

i'm really stunned. i said yes. i know exactly when i'll be in her neighborhood. all i want to do is listen to this girl talk about writing and maybe have some incredible ridiculous time. i don't know. i like to watch movies and talk. i'd love to do anything with her that sparks wild ranty total-disregard-for-our-surroundings conversation. maybe we can go to the neue galerie and have jam-toast and espresso and gesticulate. i'd be into that so hard.

we could have the kind of good times that diaries don't know what to do with. the kind of good times that end in prepositions.

HOLY SHIT.

part of it is this girl impresses me so much and she has an incredibly lofty job. she is very popular and well-regarded. she deserves that. it makes me feel very aglow to have her consideration, but more more more i am so ravenously giddy at the idea that this girl and i, we could have fun, we could be friends, and this is a mind that i really respect.

oh man. this made my xmas.

i will write about xmas.

i'm just - i'll never be over this.

if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
JOBJOBJOB
interviewinterviewinterview
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start
(& etc)

anybody can be just like me, obviously.
not too many can be like you, fortunately.
KL 02-11