thursday march 22 2001    |    4:38 p.m.

dammit dammit. the frat types downstairs are blasting the venga boys in their rooms and it reminds me that most people are starting off the weekend tonight. and me? i still have to write this blasted introduction or epilogue to the comps. i'm so close to the weekend i can taste it. but no. this must be gotten through.

and then tomorrow at 4:45 natalie and i are getting things started right with some fo'ties, right after i turn the comps in. followed by massive amounts of cheap whiskey chez daniel. until i DROP. literally.

of course it didn't snow today as predicted. it's sunny and gorgeous and i can't enjoy it and aaaaahhhhhhh!!!

all right. gotta pull myself together. less than 24 hours and it's over.

eight to ten tonight on the radio show i'll be playing all my new miami records. not to mention the new guided by voices, and the very brilliant and tangentially-related new jim greer album. it promises to be good. tune in if you're around.

ohhh yeah, i am totally quoting this now:

hey now hey now
hear what i say now
happiness is just around the corner
the vengabus is coming
and everybody's jumping
new york to san francisco
an inter-city disco