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What's the best time to get up after your evil brain has kept you awake until 4 am? 10, apparently. My brain hates me and I hate it.

For some highly peculiar reason, whenever Jon shows up in a dream I'm having, the little man with yellow fingertips and thumbs leaves the room, or whatever scene we happen to be in. I wonder if the guy would go away completely if Jon were here. I suppose I haven't called you my sanity for the last six years for nothing.

Oh, here's something new that I noticed last night: whenever I'm talking online to someone I know is trying to pick me up, I run out of quarters...go totally one-dimensional. I don't think I do this in regular conversation but then, I also don't speak much with people trying to pick me up.

I. Want. A. Job....just in case we had forgotten.

I hear I'm big in Japan

I was visited this afternoon by two very nice Mormon boys. I find it impossible to be mean to people who are truly earnest, and these guys were young enough to be earnest in that kitschy, retro, Leave it to Beaver sort of way. They were probably around my age so I just told them I was busy and accepted their Book of Mormon, since -Toby- stole my old copy. I spared them my speech about St. Borges the Divine and the Gospel of Plath. I mean, I believe earnestly in books, but you don't see -me- knocking people's doors handing out copies of Joyce, now do you? Hey, maybe I should start...

I got a letter from Andrea today! She's the fabulous lass that drove over here with me, and her stamp is Audrey Hepburn which perfectly compliments my Andy Warhol stamps. She wrote on the back of the envelope "I did not feel sinful about missing Mass, because it was early morning and I had washed my hair." which is from an Edna O'Brien book, I think. She's suffering in assville Florida at the beck and call of her grandmother, because she can't join the Peace Corps until her familial duties are fulfilled. And somehow out there in assville she's found herself another lover! (Andrea is the only person in the history of the world I can use the word 'lover' with unironically.) She's amazing...she's better than chocolate chip cookies.

Also, I met a one-eyed dalmation today.

And I haven't done this in ages, or at least a week, so here we have one more:
Pick a band/musician and answer only using that band/musician's song titles: Tripping Daisy
Are you male or female?: 8 Ladies
Describe yourself: Same Dress New Day
How do some people feel about you?: Your Socks Have No Name
How do you feel about yourself?: Mechanical Breakdown
Describe your girlfriend/boyfriend/interest[/spouse]: Waited a Light Year
Where would you rather be?: About the Movies
Describe what you want to be: Sonic Bloom
Describe how you live: Trip Along
Describe how you love: Bandaids for Hire
Share a few words of wisdom: Geeareohdoubleyou

These guys actually released a new album in 2000 that someone was supposed to buy me, but I forget who or why I don't have it.

Also, here's a secret for you all but mostly Hay-den...I'm collecting some new things and some old things (including the "she" series) into something I'm loosly calling "A Daisy Through Concrete." I figure if I say it out loud, I have to follow through, right?