i must make this post short...reason being that i am deeply engrossed in the last 200 pages of the brothers k by good ole fyodor dosty and as i have a few hours to myself i must make good use of them...

wednesday night i reunited with childhood chums ruthy (my first friend in the united states) and ann @ hi ricky's on north ave...we each had tales to tell...every now and then, it's fun to get together with girlfriends whom you haven't talked to in months...it is hard to believe that the 3 of us can sit in a restaurant as grown women...adults...when girlhood memories seem still so freshly made...and i am reminded yet again that i don't want to let go of relationships with those who i played double dutch with, kicked the can with, biked & rollerskated with, watched the cubs with, babysat with, confessed crushes to, gotten punched in the stomach by...

thursday i was off and went to toast w/ teddy for lunch...i had never been there before...as it turns out, because i donated some money to wluw, i get discounts at a whole slew of restaurants and cafes in my neighborhood, toast being one of them...this will cut my dining expenditures in half now! until may of 2004 at least...

i used my day off to visit the doctor...i have finally changed medical groups to one in the city...i had the most pleasant well woman exam one could expect, considering what those things involve...my doctor wasn't an attending yet...just a 2nd year resident...but she was great...what i really liked about her was that she told me exactly what she was doing, what i could expect, and if she left the room, exactly how long she'd be gone...

well, it's the labor day weekend...i am looking forward to doing absolutely not much of anything...except laundry...that is getting totally out of hand...and i wanna finish the brothers k...this 6 week reading time is ridiculous...i can't believe i still remember enough of the plot to keep it all together...and the names are totally impossible...they have no less than 28 different way of expressing a person's name in russian, and good ole fyodor, to keep it real yo, insisted on using all 28 forms for all 83 characters...it's quite maddening, really...but i forgive him of my own volition cuz what he writes is so damn good...

big news of recent times is that my friend ryan b from seattle has found me on friendster...tsktsktsk...that is not an activity i imagined my ryan partaking in, but he wrote me a nice testimonial so it's all good, and considering not even my teddy has written anything nice to testimonialize me, ryan is currently in my #1 friendster spot...the interesting thing is seeing how some people in my personal network are connected to me through folks as randomly remote as ryan and, say, my jozka...it's quite weird what a small world this is...

teddy thinks we should move to the country, have compost toilets, and have me play & sing in a country band...i don't know about the compost toilets though...i will admit to locking myself in my jozka's former but now empty room with my guitar playing & singing wilco & gillian welch & my few scrappy songs...i guess i do sound like a country singer...i don't mind that...country is the root of punk rock...i mean, what could be more DIY than growing your own food?

alrighty...

been listening to--
protein source of the future...now!--the mountain goats
the first two records--bikini kill
bad moon rising--sonic youth
s/t--bad brains
it's hard to find a friend--pedro the lion