Had lunch today with Rebecca, who I had not spent any time with in the eight months since we broke up. I was amazed at just how emotionally disconnected I felt from her… it was like I could appreciate all the time we spent together, but I might as well have been sitting at a table with someone I just met. No sense of loss, no sense of anger, no sense of happiness, no sense of anything really, but not in a numb way, just in a way that made me think that we’re totally disconnected.

Jesus, it is good to be out of a destructive, retarded relationship with a beautiful woman.

I got serious today about rescheduling pieces of the summer project– producing 6 AP courses for online implementation on August 1– so that I can be in NYC June 10-22. I think this is going to happen… so much so that I’ve downloaded the UCB class registration form and filled it out. Hell yes. I was worried about crashing the whole time with Anthony, Charlie, and Scott, just because I don’t want Scott to get crowded, but Ant is pretty adamant that I should stay with them. So that’s set– the obstacles to me being there are starting to fall by the wayside.

It’s tempting to look at this as an audition for living in New York. I’ve had about 12 people tell me in the past two weeks that’s where I need to be. I almost wish they’d can it but it’s kind of flattering in some ways.

Threw out my back yesterday doing something or other and it’s gotten uncomfortable. Took a muscle relaxer yesterday which knocked me out. I made Ben come get me in exchange for the hockey ticket and was a little groggy while Carolina beat New Jersey in an amazing game. Was fully alert for Kevin Weekes’s unreal save against a John Madden shot that looked like it’d end the game. Having pro sports in these parts just rules. I’d forgotten how much I missed it until the Canes moved to town.

Jane Borden is here to work with Destroy All Monsters on Sunday. I am ecstatic.