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Aug. 30th, 2003 02:53 pmI just got an e-mail from someone who stalked me through my amazon seller account site. I mean, he's stalking me for the purpose of buying two books from me, so I guess it's not really creepy or anything. It was just unexpected to get an e-mail saying "hey I found your information while looking for [these books] will you e-mail or call me?" then left his number. Of course, one book I sold already and the other, now that I've pulled it out, I'm unwilling to part with such a reference treasure. Can you tell I got paid yesterday? When I'm broke, I have no sentimental attachment to a book that could get me twenty-five bucks.
I should go shower and get dressed for the wedding. Lowenstein helped me pick out my clothes this morning and it was a very strange moment where I found myself regressing to being a teenage boy needing help with finding an appropriate outfit. I don't normally have that problem and often get dressed all by myself successfully -- I even get compliments on occasion! I know that wasn't either one of our intentions, I think it just happened because we're both sleep-deprived and fagalicious and want to pick out the best mix of stylish and dressy that will compliment each other. We also practiced dancing a bit in the hallway, but somehow I doubt cajun two-step will be occurring at this marriage celebration.
I started DJing live at 9 pm on the dot last night. I was so tired by the time the show started around midnight that I literally dozed off during some Metallica act. But the absolute worst time while spinning? 1:30 am to 3 am. Basically I have to get back up the momentum and energy I lost by stopping to do the show while also adjusting for the transitioning crowd. I generally start playing more house music around 2 am, though it's remixes of pop/r&b/hiphop songs versus just straight house house. Then at 3 am, I merge back. I initially started going back to hip hop as a way to send people home. The trixies and circuit boys and techno heads would give up with their glowsticks around 3:20 am and I would be giving last call around 3:30. But a strange thing has happened in the past couple months. People stay. People love the music. People sing along to N.O.R.E.'s "Nothin" and Talib's "Get By" and already know Mary J.'s new single. When I played "Love @ First Sight" at 10:30 pm, no one was dancing to it. At 3:15 am, all arms were up and all asses were moving. At 3:50 am when the last song fades out, people groan and ask for more.
I moan and whine and dread, but sometimes....sometimes it's all worth it.
I should go shower and get dressed for the wedding. Lowenstein helped me pick out my clothes this morning and it was a very strange moment where I found myself regressing to being a teenage boy needing help with finding an appropriate outfit. I don't normally have that problem and often get dressed all by myself successfully -- I even get compliments on occasion! I know that wasn't either one of our intentions, I think it just happened because we're both sleep-deprived and fagalicious and want to pick out the best mix of stylish and dressy that will compliment each other. We also practiced dancing a bit in the hallway, but somehow I doubt cajun two-step will be occurring at this marriage celebration.
I started DJing live at 9 pm on the dot last night. I was so tired by the time the show started around midnight that I literally dozed off during some Metallica act. But the absolute worst time while spinning? 1:30 am to 3 am. Basically I have to get back up the momentum and energy I lost by stopping to do the show while also adjusting for the transitioning crowd. I generally start playing more house music around 2 am, though it's remixes of pop/r&b/hiphop songs versus just straight house house. Then at 3 am, I merge back. I initially started going back to hip hop as a way to send people home. The trixies and circuit boys and techno heads would give up with their glowsticks around 3:20 am and I would be giving last call around 3:30. But a strange thing has happened in the past couple months. People stay. People love the music. People sing along to N.O.R.E.'s "Nothin" and Talib's "Get By" and already know Mary J.'s new single. When I played "Love @ First Sight" at 10:30 pm, no one was dancing to it. At 3:15 am, all arms were up and all asses were moving. At 3:50 am when the last song fades out, people groan and ask for more.
I moan and whine and dread, but sometimes....sometimes it's all worth it.
