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Friday, March 22, 2002
 
People are kind of nutty today. Or maybe it's me. Example: I was walking down the alley behind work on my way back form getting lunch and this yeshiva kid looks right at me in this sort of lascivious way and says, "Hello, there!". These kids are usually pretty resevered. I pointed out the moon in the sky (at noon) and he just nodded and grinned. I mean, it's not a full moon for nearly another week. Weird.

 
I went to the homeopath for an hour and a half intake interview this morning and I'm exhausted. It was like therapy, but more expensive. Betrayal, salt, anchors, the ocean, drinking drinking drinking, sinking ships, isolation, human connections, wearing lipstick outside the lines...all bound together.
When I went to pcik up my lunch at Erewhon I saw Uma Thurman with her baby, waiting in line like all the real people. She was tall and plain and seeing her made me feel peaceful. Like anyone's life could be shiny and famous, just like hers.

Thursday, March 21, 2002
 
Eating Kung Pow tempeh with brown rice from the Erewhon Deli for lunch. Alot of kung, not enough pow, but it looked pretty on the plate, which has to count for something. The smog obscured view of the Hollywood HIlls notwithstanding, it is the most perfectly fabulous day to call into work too damn well and head for the beach with one's dog, demodex mange and all.

Pao. I mean pao.


Wednesday, March 20, 2002
 
Read some stuff my boyfriend wrote.

www.abouttheauthor.blogspot.com



 
From the Department of Genteel Poverty:
Today I am sporting a $170 skirt. I have 1 lb of tofu, a half carton of orange juice in my fridge, a quarter tank of gas, no dog food and thirty bucks 'til next week.

Monday, March 18, 2002
 
Song I can't get out of my head: It's De-lovely!, as sung by Miss Ella Fitzgerald.

I'm just another self-loathing, disgruntled employee. How cliche!