2000-09-17

hi world, its me alice.

no, its not alice, its aactually me. . . Still old me, though sometimes i feel like a character in a book. (oh, wait, i meant "margaret", but said alice. and am thinking of "Go ask alice" for some reason. Go tell it on the mountain. Jesus Christ is born. I listen to Magnetic fields and have fetishes of being like the singer, stephen merrit. ah, but no, its not to be adored, its just good. I can't get over it, that band i mean.

drinking my 4:41 am beverage of choice, schweppes seltzer water. and i waas sleepy. but then the world of intrali-ks came crashing down, and i had to be vigilant atlas, and hold it on my perspiring back for a while. and then good ol eric and good ol cindy called. And then i ate MOO GOO Pai Nan. leftovers from lunch.

and this is the point where your hero realizes he has literally nothing to say to keep your interest. What does he do? Push on, or hit the sack? -