Saturday, September 25, 2004

I wrote this last month when I was feeling kind of blah about life. Then I cut my hair and quit my job and now I feel quite good, although with a touch of the PMS this afternoon. So, grr. Stay away.

In other news, I am now 30.


Sometimes you're walking around feeling kind of alone and sad and as you step onto the train platform, a man across the tracks starts playing a sad song on the accordion. And as you walk further down the platform, there is another man playing something thoughtful and abstract on the saxaphone, and they kind of harmonize. As the accordion fades out behind you and the saxaphone is all you hear, really, if it were a movie, you couldn't score it better.