Monthly Archives: September 2002


I drove to Woodstock from NYC on a Friday night. I got lost in the dark for about an hour and then finally found the lodge. I went the restaurant alone and ran into my ex-boyfriend when I was 16 in Portland Oregon. He asked me how my Mother was and it floored me. So much flashed through me, there… Read more →

at the gym

This week I thought, fuck that hurts Last week tears rolled down my cheeks The week before I could barely walk, or hold up my protein drink Yes, that is the way the work outs are going Or rather the rock outs as I like to call them. I am on the 3rd week of an intensive 12 week program.… Read more →

the past few weeks

I have been to a few awful gallery exhibits and to a few fascinating museum exhibitions. I went dancing with a bunch of scary hippies who do a sort of free form thing that made me feel fairly uncomfortable. I made some yummy gazpacho and ate it. I read safety of objects and found it uneven, but brilliant in places.… Read more →


I don't think I told you, but the other night I went to Karoake and all of my friends left. I was just getting started, so I stayed on alone. I was the only Caucasian in the place, and probably the youngest…… I sang a bunch of songs with out the benefit of a posse A Regular there, Ed, sent… Read more →

First memory of waffle

My mom and dad bought a waffle iron and it was a big deal. I was in pre-school. I tasted my first waffle and it was the most amazing thing I had ever tasted. I knew no one would ever believe me or even be able to comprehend such deliciousness. I asked my mom if I could bring some to… Read more →


My hair is short because I shaved my head I kept it I dunno, I just shaved it then I got into shaving my arms for a while they looked so artificial, so cool, like plastic oh this, (pointing to his arm) I was studying architecture It wasn’t a happy time, not a happy time I would stay up late… Read more →

Bachelor #14 (date #1)

The other thing that I think should be left out of first dates, besides incessantly using the word fuck as a verb, is talk of and show of excessive knowledge about serial killers. Suffice to say that when he spoke of the weird flash in Ted Bundy's eyes I thought I saw that flash in his. Read more →

Bachelor #13 (date #1)

It has gotten this bad, my problem….. We sit down to eat at Vida, we look at the menus, I barely know him, but I say “I want sushi” to my delight he agrees even though it involves going all the way to the valley. It feels like that moment when you find someone that is both handsome and will… Read more →

At least my chair loves me.

I have a very ugly black chair, but it gives good massage. Sometimes when people are over we take turns sitting in it, one person lies on the bed and another in the chair. Then we switch. When I first got it my friend Scott said “now you REALLY don't need a boyfriend”. I want to add headphones, so I… Read more →


Seek out that particular mental attitude which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, “This is the real me,” and when you have found that attitude, follow it. -William James Read more →