the only second chance you get is the chance to make the same mistake twice.

"I shot an elephant in my pajamas once. How he got there, I'll never know."



Name that movie, I'll give you ten bucks.

i'm doing this mostly just to put something new up in case anyone is like me and repeatedly checks this dormant monster.. things are just a little ordinary right now, in life and mind, no big deal. small things: amanda (babysittee) and i are full-on into johnny depp now after going to see Pirates of the Caribbean (v.good) because he was so hilarious (a dudley moore imitation no doubt) and are now neck deep in renting every movie he's ever done.. i'm about to show her fear and loathing, ha. he's very beautiful, you know. also, i have downloaded nearly every radiohead b-side and rarity known to man.. i am well on my way. i'm prepared for the final october pay off. tickets on sale this saturday, very exciting, i hope we have transportation so we don't have to hitchhike or steal a car.

HIV class is so very close to being over, thank god, i can't believe that this little class i just "felt like" taking has lasted nearly three months and was completely obnoxious most of the way.. this has no bearing whatsoever on my major or career course. none whatsoever. it's always so strange to read old novels or see movies of older times when people said "whatever" instead of "whatsoever", though "whatsoever" sounds like it would be a more formal word so i wonder why that's not switched round.. i imagine mr. darcy saying something like "she has no mind for these matters whatever", and it's kind of lovely, isn't it?

a strange thing i noticed this evening is that these close friends of mine, the boys as it were, can not hang out with me for months at a time and i still feel like i just missed them or i just talked to them and we're still completely in each others' lives, like, we're not drifting apart at all. these other friends, niko for instance, who i see just as much as the boys, which is hardly ever, i feel completely cut off from. the boys, and kristin too, are all completely different. and i like that.

and in the news: i have finished my first hemingway novel, a farewell to arms, which was good but with a strange and unfinished ending, and am now working through sarah vowell and david sedaris books, both of whom are snappy witty intellectual types who appear on This American Life.. and in the biggest news all year, alan called me back the other day.. not even to say "let's play", but to say he COULDN'T play.. which is unbelievable, i don't have to tell you... and now i'm not sure how to carry on with ordinary life.