so long, september

In the last month, I've been a bad "blogger." Not telling you the simple things that I'm grateful for. It's not to say this beautiful month wasn't full of stuff worth mentioning -- because it definitely was. Here are some things my short-term and semi-long-term memory feels worth noting:
-the generosity of my boss during the manic La Festa Italiana weekend. He threw us all a nice extra chunk of change (er, Jacksons) in our tip jar at the end of those crazy shifts.
-finding "Spiderland" on vinyl for 10 bucks
-finding "In the Aeroplane Over the Sea" on vinyl for 8 bucks
-giving someone "Slanted & Enchanted" on vinyl for more than those combined but not caring because I think it was a great gift
-a very awesome letter -- complete with stickers on the envelope -- from Todd
-other awesome tangible mail from the likes of my Western Pennsylvania comrades
-keeping necessary phone conversations strictly business with someone who once possessed your heart and not even obsessing about it for a minute afterward because he just doesn't matter that way anymore
-running into exactly who you want to run into in Philadelphia. Getting emotional with a former c0-barista, band mate, temporary roommate and forever friend.
-the lax security and uncorporateness of the All Tomorrow's Parties New York festival and all the amazing new temporary friends we made. Bonjour!
-the ever tasteful and handsome Mike Dahlheimer letting us in his Days Inn room during the festival so we didn't have to freeze in Ryan's jeep
-drinking Summer Shandy on the last day of summer and seeing My Bloody Valentine play their first show on U.S. soul in 15 or so years and how amazing that entire weekend was
-always acknowledging and being thankful for simple generosity I see in Scranton. This mostly is at work where a countless amount of people have bought the downtown crazies their share of caffeinated beverages. Yes, it's just a coffee, but they don't have to and they do anyway.
-calculated and calm alone time during the day
-sleepovers at the place of a guy who calls you back
-my parents being cool and not asking questions and just assuming I'm fine, because I am
-practically feeling people thinking about you because you know they love you and you know you're on their mind
-these fall colors!
-even longer voice mails
-and finally today: having chocolate peanut butter cup ice cream for breakfast.

I just keep on keeping on. It's OK if you do the same.