Today
7:30: Wake up, drink lots of coffee while reading and maybe writing email, looking around the web (pitchfork, aintitcool, porn, whatever else.) (Note to Chris H.: I'm in one of my incommunicative phases, sorry. I miss you guys. I'll write you today or tomorrow.)
9:18: Now.
10:00: Call my boyfriend. He's in Russia, 11 hour time difference. Talk for an hour or so. Monday we'll find out if he gets the US visa that we've been working towards for 8 months. (The US rarely lets Russians in.) If he gets it, unbelievable joy. If he doesn't, complete nightmare. Until Monday I'm a wreck.
approx 11 am: email, phone calls, finish writing and then send off two blurbs, work on poems, eat.
12:45: See Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith at the Cinerama Dome. My friend Robert bought two tickets and then got a job, so he passed them on to my friend Joel and me. I expect I'll hate it, as I hated the last two. Empty, expensive, soulless, airless, brain dead shit. But you never know.
after the movie: Go to Amoeba Records, buy the new Caribou album, new Deerhoof EP, maybe the new Excepter CD.
approx 4 pm: Work on poems, read mss. for my LHotB series, read some Kevin Killian (I'm editing his 'greatest hits' book), listen to music, call my dad (he's in town), finishing boxing up the last two years worth of stuff to send to my archive at NYU, call my mom (she might need knee surgery), whatever else.
6:30: Hang out with my friends John Williams and Aiko Hachisuka, two of LA's very best younger sculptors. I think we'll eat together, probably see a movie or rent something. They saw The Boredoms at the Knitting Factory on Tuesday and I want to hear about that. I went to the celeb-studded launch party for Playstation's PSP that same night, and they want to hear about that.
afterwards: Watch the Quentin Tarrantino directed CSI finale on tape (I don't give a shit about that show, but I like him). See if the Dodgers won, check email, etc.
approx 11:30: Sleep.
9:18: Now.
10:00: Call my boyfriend. He's in Russia, 11 hour time difference. Talk for an hour or so. Monday we'll find out if he gets the US visa that we've been working towards for 8 months. (The US rarely lets Russians in.) If he gets it, unbelievable joy. If he doesn't, complete nightmare. Until Monday I'm a wreck.
approx 11 am: email, phone calls, finish writing and then send off two blurbs, work on poems, eat.
12:45: See Star Wars: Revenge of the Sith at the Cinerama Dome. My friend Robert bought two tickets and then got a job, so he passed them on to my friend Joel and me. I expect I'll hate it, as I hated the last two. Empty, expensive, soulless, airless, brain dead shit. But you never know.
after the movie: Go to Amoeba Records, buy the new Caribou album, new Deerhoof EP, maybe the new Excepter CD.
approx 4 pm: Work on poems, read mss. for my LHotB series, read some Kevin Killian (I'm editing his 'greatest hits' book), listen to music, call my dad (he's in town), finishing boxing up the last two years worth of stuff to send to my archive at NYU, call my mom (she might need knee surgery), whatever else.
6:30: Hang out with my friends John Williams and Aiko Hachisuka, two of LA's very best younger sculptors. I think we'll eat together, probably see a movie or rent something. They saw The Boredoms at the Knitting Factory on Tuesday and I want to hear about that. I went to the celeb-studded launch party for Playstation's PSP that same night, and they want to hear about that.
afterwards: Watch the Quentin Tarrantino directed CSI finale on tape (I don't give a shit about that show, but I like him). See if the Dodgers won, check email, etc.
approx 11:30: Sleep.
posted by Dennis Cooper at 10:04 AM
1 Comments:
dennis,
i'm glad you're doing this.
best wishes for boyfriend, everything.
do you like jay-z?
zac
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