thursday december 20 2001    |    4:18 a.m.

my three-day-midweek-weekend plans were thwarted today by three phone calls from the place of work, frantic to add hours. by the third attempt, i didn't see how i could gracefully get out of it, and so i'm working tomorrow until closing, which is going to be incredibly hectic. blah.

good things du jour: talking to fritz on the phone for a while, and receiving a holiday package from her filled with english candy and pudding and a pack of english cigarettes ( mayfair ), all wrapped in pages of hello! magazine. i love you, b.

i'm getting the running-off urges again, in a bad way. miami has stubbornly latched onto summer this year and it's pissing me off, so i think that's part of it. i want a car and a cool, rainy destination and a partner in crime. now taking applications.