wednesday october 24 2001    |    2:02 p.m.

1. i miss you, too. let's move to london!

2. phil elvrum is dreamy. of course after the show i couldn't make myself say anything to him. what would i have said? i'm not good at chatting people up like that. so i just stood there and wished i was in washington state instead.

3. i'm getting the british isles bug again.

4. not to mention the grad school bug.

5. and i'm still waiting to hear back from The Source of Excitement & Anxiety. which has absolutely nothing to do with #4, in case you're wondering.

6. local band boy kind of sucked -- not cool, not hot, barely even lukewarm. this is where i officially give up on men and go get myself a cat.

7. i'm insane. but i can't wait for nanowrimo to start. seven pages a day, baby: here i come.

8. broncos are $2 a pack at the mini-mart. and they're pretty tasty. which means i have switched brands indefinitely. rock.

9. did everybody get to see the picture of gw and putin in matching peacock-blue kimonos? good lord. please. do yourself a favor. look it up.

10. putín, in spanish, means "little whore."

11. pootin' isn't much better, is it.

12. somebody pay me to do something. reputable. quick!

13. no job. no job. grrr.

14. i really have to call fritz.

15. i really want to hear the new dismemberment plan record, not to mention the new fugazi record and ep, not to mention the new pinback record. whew.

16. i still don't know what to be for halloween. greg, where the hell have you and your website gone? i need you to advise me this year, too!