eleven months

...and counting.

a lot of bad things happened this past long weekend.
but the good things were seeing all of Rte6A with my mom, seeing Marion's family, seeing Dale. And being with my mom. It's lonely here, now.

There are so many dance classes to take that require little or no commitment--I like that. Because of this, I can now fake the balboa, especially if the lead is good. I never sweat so much as when I'm dancing. Lindy really is a winter sport.

by the by

this is a record for me
it's not really for you

tune in next evening to "the weather channel"

almost a year ago, she flew across he country and introduced me to "the weather channel" and we drove across and she showed me dc.
three months ago, i saw david
about an hour ago, we spoke

time goes so quickly at any speed, really
it's always...longer ago than you think, sometimes...and all of a sudden, so many things are over

it sneaks up, but there is always comfort

be-in: a hippie in portland

george carlin is brilliant
i love "creeque alley"

so mad i missed that
but maybe there's a way...

...a way to be
-like

the only problem with the university of chicago (BESIDES the fact that it's hard to get into) is that it's in Chicago.