Lousy day. Slept way late. I’ve been up at 8:30 since having to get up at 6:30 for the CBS thing. It’s been weird having all that DAY ahead of me. Today was just a comedy of failures. I called Sony to see about fixing my buggy-ass field recorder. Cost of repair is $300. That’s prohibitively expensive. I could buy a similar device brand new for less than that, though it could not possibly be as awesome as the Sony I’ve loved. I think I spent $600 on that thing. It’s been discontinued but its replacement costs almost $1000. Funk dat. So that series of calls was a waste of time save for one interesting footnote. It’s the first time I ever used Skype for a real phone call. I fucked it up the first two times but got it right on the third try. I have used Skype to listen in on chat lines and such but I don’t remember ever using it myself to talk to another person. Welcome me to the 20th century.

The reason I had to use Skype was because the Samsung fast charger decided not to work. I have no idea why. Shit just doesn’t work and there is nothing you can do about it.

Then I tried to do something that should be dead simple. Take a data sheet of 18,000 latitude and longitude coordinates and turn them into a map. I spent a bunch of money a couple of years ago on a WordPress pluging that claimed to be the ultimate mapping solution. This and other WordPress plugin experiences have convinced me that these programmers are lying, and there should be some kind of regulation of the business. Anyway, that mapping project went nowhere, though I burned at least 2 hours trying to make it happen. The plugin just sucks balls.

And blahblahblah. Who the fuck cares…

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Too tired and melancholy to type anything, even though I made a point of finding a spot to sit where there was enough light to see the keyboard. A woman who just left this place is without a question the most beautiful thing I have seen in a long, long time. I am glad she left because I would have been unable to turn away. I don’t really go for the utterly beautiful as a rule but oh man…

The therapist visits come and go from my mind these days. That’s all over, and I start to think it should have ended sooner. Months sooner. Nothing was happening in that room. And I start to think nothing ever did happen in there. And the past, as I reminded myself today, is always silent. I cannot have a relationship with something incapable of making sound.

The bombing in Chelsea makes me feel sick. I never got the citywide cell phone alert that everyone was supposed to get. I wonder if the rest of the country is freaking out about this while New Yorkers just kinda get on with their day. Such a strange spot for a bombing. Maybe it was just a test. I quit reading about it after they caught him.

I started in to the Astoria’s Named Buildings project, which commenced a couple of months ago with me combing just about every street in Astoria for buildings that have names attached to them. I noticed something today I hadn’t seen before. A couple of apartment buildings are called “Plaza.” There’s a Europa Plaza. I looked that up in multiple dictionaries and I cannot find any source that defines “plaza” as an apartment building or dwelling structure. So what’s with naming these places plazae?

Wow, I feel like absolute nothing right now. Melancholy MT. Later…