Archive for August, 2003

…but now that it’s the opposite, it’s twice upon a time

Friday, August 29th, 2003

I was sitting in my tub this morning, and I couldn’t remember her. Not that I couldn’t remember her name, but I couldn’t remember the concept. It’s funny, Sally M****** seems like a much longer time ago than high school.

Sally M******.

Why was I thinking about Sally M******, at 6 AM, in a bathtub? [...]

Peeling Labels From Bottles

Tuesday, August 19th, 2003

Last night was a trip, just a great time.

But first:

was a good time. Walking and Talking to Kicking and Screaming, Michal and I are strangely bound, for eternity it seems.

We met up with Chris, Donna, Andy (yes, all of nipper) and Jae Kim at the Rise bar. It was great to see all [...]