sunday november 4 2001    |    4:22 a.m.

1. nostalgia.

2. november 3  +/-  november 5  =  santa sylvia. but we (my mother and i) have always and will always celebrate on the third. with champagne and ice-cream cake.

3. well, i suppose life keeps people apart and brings people together for a reason.

4. i rode six different buses today. seriously.

5. and i bought work pants in a hurry. but couldn't rationalize the mid-calf camel-colored knit jacket because it doesn't quite fit the businesscasual description or the demands of the old cash flow (or lack thereof). now i'm alternately pissed off and relieved that i left it on the rack. so petty.

6. all that really matters here is number three.

7. so friday night as papo and i were, once again, on our way through lincoln road heading towards the abbey (brewing co.), the miami shores community church sort of jumped out at me like i'd never seen its white mediterranean-style façade before. it was maybe one in the morning and the heavy wooden doors were, uncharacteristically, open. p's father miraculously made it through the night and is better. and i made my own plans during bad times this summer. and this church feels right. so i think it's time for me to go and communicate with etc.

8. i can't remember what joel's parents look like. and i was so blown away when i finally saw that people actually produced him somehow! how sad is that, that i can't remember?

9. almost six months ago. sigh.