friday may 4 2001    |    8:17 p.m.

you should see this place right now. it looks like english countryside. little yellow bugs fluttering into and out of the grass, people taking strolls, clear spring light, leaves on the trees, tiny pink petals lining the pathway up to peirce, a smell like roses and tea but sweeter still.

i woke up in the afternoon and have been thinking and writing and being solitary for the moment. although tonight it will have to stop -- i will have to find people -- because as i have been frenetically e-mailing friends, time is beginning to slip away, in earnest. (did you know there are two spellings of frenetic? f and ph? i didn't. i transliterated from espaņol.)

she is quickly becoming one of my favorite people. i think there is a part of her brain that is uncannily like mine. and because she knows about b&s and nick drake. and because there are countless references in her writing that make me say "yes!" and want to zip off an e-mail. so i am going to condense, or at least try to condense, all these yes!-points into one large letter and send it to her soon.

also i wanted to record some amusing google searches. too many people have found me looking for info on the "peeps o' kenyon," about which i have little -- bizarre. somehow there was this (!). and somebody doubtless reminiscing. and, well, i thought there were more, as i've been amused to no end going through them this evening. others looking for shellac and lou reed and enterprise rent-a-car resumes.

yes. in a contemplative mood.

by the way -- actually, i did not knock over the podium. not nearly. roll that up and smoke it.

seminarboy with two friends in tow showed up to do the 12-2 a.m. radio show last night. he stayed looking at cds on the shelves as i packed up my things and played "rock of ages" as my last song. the other boys shuffled about and made small talk and said "ooh fugazi" and chuckled at the forty julie and i had been drinking. when i left he said "bye s_" and it surprised me. i listened to their show when i got home and it was good. it was very good. so i guess i'm leaving this place in good hands. last chance for a slow dance, indeed.

you were needing / too shy for asking / so i will leave it / outside your door

some lights were shining / not much for seeing / but you believe in / the way you came