The invisible pests are making us anxious.
LFM 11th anniversary party tonight. They have a lot of parties, which is good because it means I don't have to have as many.
Possibly interviewing Mike Watt tonight, at the Buccaneer, before or after or somewhere about his show. I probably just jinxed it. Pretend I never mentioned it
I need to get my hair did. Every time I think I want to be tonsorially normative, I see a picture of Debbie Harry or Terri Nunn and I want to keep up the two-tone. Or is it three? Why can't I make up my mind?
We spent the afternoon in the laundromat on Madison, down from the Antenna. I remember being there with Jace, who is dead now, I think probably from years of drug abuse but I never really heard. I kept a slouchy green Gap shirt I bought in 1989 that I probably should have Goodwilled. Being there made me want to listen to Nirvana.