a little crazy i think it's just insane that i woke up today and went, 'eww.'

i 'eww'-ed a gorgeous riverfront downtown apartment overlooking what anna said was the last building designed by mies van der rohe, the federal center and plaza on adams and dearborn streets, site of frequent city protests and demonstrations.

glass box or no glass box, it's still a gorgeous apartment. i've another friend who's got a loft. it's a small loft compared to the ones nearer my house, like on irving park road near ashland, but it is still downtown. now THAT loft, my friends, is a concrete box in the sky. you walk down curving, meandering hallways painted with wide waves, white above and blue below, before you reach his front door. anna's place is a glass box in the sky; it's magic coz it doesn't have greenhouse effect. there's no greenhouse effect. it's greenhouse effect-less.

ahahahahaha. oh, darn.

i'm hella distracted coz i finally clicked on a link a friend sent me to join gmail!!!! so excited with my new gmail account, i created a signature for it:

yay! my very own gmail account. i feel like part of the known universe. while i still have it, imma flaunt it, and when i'm granted peace, i shall invite you to it! peace, i mean. >sike< gmail, of course! ;-P

ahahahahaha... i'm happy. like a giddy-buzzed little missy. i just signed up two seconds ago, so i don't have invites to send yet, but i hear they only send out like 10 each time, so when i have 'em i'll share.

hmm! i think i'm sugarbuzz-ing. i must be helped along by this silly mochafreeze i ordered at au bon pain this morning (morning to me, my friends, is twelve noon. dawn is 10 a.m.) i dread the moment it'll wear off, mwahahahahahaha... violence is key. eww.

anyways, back to my 'eww.' i would actually rather have the view than the big loft space. i don't think there are any lofts downtown, and i think i'd rather live downtown with all the lights and the airiness rather than the gloom of some spacious loft. with all my books and my movies and my CDs and my printed matter and my scrapbook thingies, i can be brought down to earth easily enough. and that's without my imagination.

i'm thankful actually that anna's place isn't internet-reliable - it's the one thing that's keeping me from bolting my mother's house, ahaha. it will take time and energy to look for a similar pad - coz in chicago with booming architecture and real estate, there's a lot - and i like to think that i don't have much of that to spare at the moment, ahaha.

those lofts and apartments are for yuppies, anyways, ahaha. one interesting thing that anna said that there's no more hick place than corporate america, ahaha - coz they're all mostly white guys who came from mostly-white towns and mostly-white colleges and work at mostly-white offices. you'd think that downtown's pretty diverse, and it is in a sense - all sorts of people from all walks of life walk the sidewalks on the ground. but those who ascend the elevators to offices... are a different story. no pun intended, ahahaha.

the comic books and anime and fiction you've read about there being a different world abovestairs? i learned that's all true.

hmm! i wonder if you can loose such a thing as an email account? coz if yahoo! accounts are forever, aren't gmail accounts, too? ahahahahaha... ok. back to reality. ...   ¶ 9/22/2004 03:32:00 PM