{ 10.16.05 / 11:26 P EDT }

OH MY GOD.

I met Kristin Hersh.

Casey and I rushed down to the Knitting Factory after I got off work. We got there and were told she was almost done with her second set! Oh no! But, they said as long as we bought drinks, we could go in for free! And we did.

She was amazing, at least the seven or so songs we caught. I had a SoCo and seltzer with lime. Afterwards I couldn't decide which cd to get. A cd-r of rarities / works-in-progress for ten dollars, or a cd of a live show for fifteen? Her husband ended up letting me have BOTH for fifteen. What? And then we got herded backstage and waited for ten minutes before she came down the stairs and I talked to her for ten minutes. Gave her a cd and we talked about our bands and solo projects. She told me about the time she interviewed Lach. And I said I felt like Dream Bitches was "heavily influenced" by her music. The whole time I was acting normal, not too starstruck. It felt like the first time I talked to Nan Turner. Like we would be friends one day! Heeee.

Today was even a good day at work. I love working Sundays! Everyone's drawers were perfect. I walked around with Dashan on break and we went to Better Burger and split a soy burger. And I was in an awesome mood all day. I love chilly Fall. Why's it the best season? And why'm I so happy?

Love, Yoko.

{ 10.16.05 / 02:21 A EDT }

Hey! I'm at my mom's for bedtime. Casey and I made dinner at my house (broccoli with heirloom garlic! baked acorn squash!) and then went over to the Delta Grill on 9th Ave and 48th. My co-worker John's jazz trio was playing. I sucked down a pomegranate margarita. I got here to my mom's an hour ago and we chatted at the kitchen counter for a bit. Isn't that a nice thing to do with your mom.

Yesterday I volunteered for a few hours at this MoCCA event (a graphic novel release party for Bob Fingerman) that Jared coordinated. Ann and I were the merch girls. We made a sign for the food table, which read "Take a chip and dig deep in the addictive dill dip!" We got a kick out of that. What we do come up with while giggly on white wine. Volunteering at the bar was a former student-teacher of mine, who informed that I am since forgiven, but that I did at one point ruin his life. Wow. Yikes.

Phoebe liked her present and for that I'm quite happy.

I forgot to say so in the last entry, but the date was a year since I wrote and recorded that song "The Morning Dumb". How did a year go by so fast? And how did so much stuff get crammed into that year? I wanted Angela to sing it with me at my show on Tuesday, but I don't think we'll have time. Ah! Another day!

{ 10.14.05 / 05:44 P EDT }

Sniffing around my old digs! I'm at the Coffee Pot. I haven't been here in months. I was supposed to have a date with a co-worker today, but he had to work. So I'm getting shit done. Wanna see the new hearthmusic.net? There you go. The band formerly known as Cockroach starts anew.

I called Chris to be my coffeeshop-partner-in-crime, but he was in a car going to New Hampshire with the WoWz. What? Two weekend road trips in a row?

I didn't say anything about the trip!!! Last weekend we went to Pittsburgh! It was awesome! We ate at a Waffle House! We played a show in the basement of a women's college! We stayed in Phoebe's family's farmhouse in West Virginia! We went to an awesome trashy bar called Paradise Lounge! Stayed for a drink and then bought six-packs from the bar 'cause no stores were open! Okay, and if you want to read more in detail about the trip, go to Chris' blog. Oh and by the way Chris is an awesome drummer. We were a power quartet!

Tonight's Phoebe's party! I'm gonna stop by for awhile! Yeah!

{ 10.07.05 / 01:25 A EDT }

These are the first 5 Google results for the search "yoko needs".

- Yoko needs a donkey punch.
- Yoko needs a bow and arrows (don't ask)
- Oh and the lovely Yoko needs someone to accompany her for the evening.
- Yoko needs to vent and run and scream and bang and stomp his feet.
- Yoko needs to enjoy the finer aspects of growing old instead of trying to make sure the rest of us are deaf.

Try it! I got the idea from a Myspace bulletin that John Mahoney posted. Use your own name.

{ 10.05.05 / 01:47 A EDT }

Whoa. Nicole and I both dreamed about octopus. The animal. Her dream was much better. She pointed out that we might have dreamed about octopi because it's October. I don't know. I think I might have dreamed about octopus legs because I'm a sucker.

Speaking of Thompson, we had a nice talk while I was riding the bus across town on the 14A. I was on my way to Sidewalk, where I caught a song by Dan, Amy and Angela (a pared-down Hearth), a full set by the Bees, and some shrimp-and-broccoli ravioli with pink sauce. Yum! Casey and I shared that stuff. By the end of the Bees I realized Dashan was there! He spent his day off work getting drunk while hanging out. That's the way to do it!

I'm excited for the little excursion this weekend. Me, Phoebe, Casey, Ann and Chris packed into a big ol' SUV. Dude.

{ 10.02.05 / 01:20 P EDT }

I went to get my hair cut this morning. The stylist is a young man who comes into my store sometimes. I gave him free pecans once and he said I could get a discount haircut. He gave me his card about a month ago and I said I'd come by but I only got it together to make the appointment recently. The salon is on Wooster St between Broome and Grand.

We'd been talking as he cut my hair about things like health food, shopping, my SoHo childhood, and music. We were about 45 minutes into the haircut. This next part of the conversation is condensed.

Me: So you live in Jersey City with your boyfriend? I hardly ever go out there.
Stylist: Yeah! It's pretty good.
Me: Where'd you grow up?
Stylist: Oh, all over Jersey. Mostly Morris County, central Jersey.
Me: So you went to haircutting school right out of high school. How old are you anyway?
Stylist: Oh, I'm only 22.
Me: Morris County. Is that near Somerville?

You can probably guess where this is going.

Me: So you lived in Somerville until fifth grade.
Stylist: Yeah, it was really nice.
Me: I know somebody from there.

It turns out the stylist, whose name is Joe Della Bella, knows Dibs from childhood.

Stylist: David?! I know that kid! Glasses, and straight, dark hair?
Me: Uh...
Stylist: He used to be friends with my friend Brian Nelson. We would hang out and play video games and talk about designing roller coasters!

While we were both incredulous, we quit paying attention to my hair and he cut too many layers into it.

This has been an excerpt from my upcoming novella, My Comedic Life. Ha! To top it off, I went to an ATM and took out $40. Nothing came out. Then I took out $20 and it worked. I paid fifty cents for a "mini-statement" and guess what? I was charged for both transactions!

I'm meeting my mom for yoga.

{ 10.01.05 / 03:23 A EDT }

Rabbit Rabbit!

I'm locked out of my MySpace account! Fuck!!! I don't know what happened. It says I don't exist. I don't like not existing!

Happy birthday to Lexa. We like being born on the 1st of our respective months. We know we are always #1. As Nicole would say... "Like pee-pee."

I went shopping with Chris Maher today. I felt satisfied visually scrutinizing everything with somebody who trusts that I know what looks good. Actually we got lunch in Hell's Kitchen and then bargain bin cds and coffee and then went shopping for like 4 hours probably and then got dinner at the vodka bar with Casey and then he wanted to go see that guy David Ivar Ya-Ya Blah Blah Dune and we went to that too. Angela sang with him a bit! I got to talk to her and that was nice. I ate half a sandwich and Bernard gave me two free dollars and also I got a free second Red Stripe they had opened accidentally. Neil from Peanut was there with Crissa, his girlfriend (Sabrina's roommate and best friend). Yeah, Pete's is pretty cool. Weird that I've only been there twice. I meant to go with the group to Phoebe's but I didn't quite make it. I entrust that a grand old time ensued. Sorry, Phoebe. I wonder if Phoebe has ever read this website? Good old girl, I miss her.

{ 09.30.05 / 02:06 P EDT }

Apparently Nell, Nicole and I dream about each other ALL THE TIME. Mostly Nicole and Nell about each other, but I have some Nicole in there too. Check those new ones out. I can't wait for Nicole to come here in October. I also can't wait for our trip in December! Chris and I are trying to convince Ann to come with us. Also, Ann and I are trying to convince Chris to come with us to Pittsburgh next weekend. Neither will probably work, but it's nice to think wishfully.

It's been a year since I got this here laptop. Happy birthday, lappy. I'm sorry I never named you, maybe I will think of a nice name soon.

* * * * *

Addendum at 2:40 PM: His name is Matthew. I'm naming him after that weird art school boy who got him for me with his student discount. I waited in the computer lab for the boy, when he showed up I gave him $1500 cash which he put in his breast pocket. We had gotten bubble tea and discussed the website I was going to make for him (which never fully happened). I thought we were going to be soul mates because we both liked Melrose Place and crafting, but that never happened either. Months later I ran into him at the Moomaw goodbye party, and then again at a Jordan show at Parkside. So anyway, computey, sorry your namesake is a weird boy. I'll buy you some more memory.

{ 09.29.05 / 01:08 P EDT }

There was a tiny, tiny cute little brown mouse on 13th Street last night. He made me cry.

{ 09.28.05 / 12:00 P EDT }

Oh! I'm at the nice little table with the hanging plant over it. At the same place and time as yesterday.

Dear Toothie! The 17th and 18th is great. I booked a show for the Dibs band on the 18th, so if you don't mind watching a band or two, and me in funny clothes banging on a bucket, that would be awesome.

Last night was so nice. After work I went to Angela's and we made eggplant parm! Actually it was eggplant, zucchini, onion and mushroom parm, with fake cheese. Yum! Yum! We did a good job! Toby and Crystal had some too. And we watched parts of a dollar-store DVD of "The Pied Piper of Hamelin". Oh my god. Casey, what was the name of the dollar-store DVD you got in Atlantic City? After we watched that Angela and Crystal went to bed and I hung out with Toby. He is a nice one.

I slept on their couch. Two nights on two couches! (Wow, I'm having that thing where I look at the word "couch" and it looks wrong.) I left with Angela in the morning (she works at the Met, we did the yucky L to the 4/5 commute) and went home. Took a shower, charged my phone. And came down here. It's another pretty fall day.

Love, Yoko.

PS. Hey! I was right, mainly, about the definition of pied:

1) adj : Patchy in color; splotched or piebald. [Middle English, from pie, magpie. See pie2.]

2) adj : having sections or patches colored differently and usually brightly; "a jester dressed in motley"; "the painted desert"; "a particolored dress"; "a piebald horse"; "pied daisies" [syn: motley, calico, multicolor, multicolour, multicolored, multicoloured, painted, particolored, particoloured, piebald, varicolored, varicoloured]

{ 09.27.05 / 01:26 P EDT }

Sitting at the coffee shop, "grounded", with one Mr. Maher. We had a meeting last night about our Olympia plans for December. I crashed on my parents' couch (my cousin and her boyfriend were sleeping in my old room). Now we're "getting work done". Except Chris is actually getting work done and I'm updating this and putting songs on my iPod.

It's a pretty day again! Yesterday I got super depressed. It was rainy and awful. Also I was sad because Dashan doesn't work with me anymore. My after-work drinking buddy! He's in another department now, and not only that, he works mornings! What a loser!

I'm happy too because we have a new review, in Punk Planet. I posted it on our website. Also up there are a bunch of live mp3s, recorded by Lippe at our last show. Yay!

{ 09.26.05 / 12:33 P EDT } what my dad said was true ...

... It really does cost next to nothing to travel to Atlantic City and back. What happens is this: you buy a round-trip ticket (Academy Bus) for $30. When you get there, you get a voucher. You bring it to the casino and they give you a crisp $20 bill. You can either gamble it away, or just go hang out on the beach. $5 each way! Now that's a deal. However, we opted to gamble our voucher cash away (and more - sigh, my poor tip jar money). I did win fifteen dollars one time, so I just about broke even at the end. One sad thing about slot machines - at all the best casinos, they've been converted to electronic ticket rather than quarters. We had to search hard for machines that would still plunk quarters into a metal bin. Goddamnit.

Next time I'm going for the real games. Somebody teach me poker and blackjack! We gotta dress fancy and be reckless!

{ 09.24.05 / 01:48 A EDT }

Over at Casey's diary it says that this is actually the time of year to be wondering about feeling normal versus feeling bonkers. Or, that he and Chris were discussing such matters last night. And today I wrote about something similar. Hooray! I'm right-on!

The entry also said that Casey's bass is coming in the mail (I don't think it did yet). Around my birthday I thought about my bass, which I got ten years ago this month. I bought part of it with money I got for my fourteenth birthday! It needs to be taken out and used! Its name is Bruno. Yes, that's another coincidence.

{ 09.23.05 / 12:45 P EDT }

Second day of fall, hooray! And almost precisely one day later. I was comparing my current writing style with that of almost two years ago (see these entries). I got caught up in reading about myself. I don't know, I can't figure out when it was that life felt most normal. Reading those entries I thought to myself, "I remember this, I remember it feeling totally normal." I don't know what I miss about that period in my life exactly. Maybe a feeling of silence before the storm. And I was on the internet more often, I had a job with more downtime (not to mention free color copies and postage). I was definitely still more tied in with my collegiate (so to speak) self. Would I like to go back to school? Probably. I was talking with Jared last night walking back from the train, about "going back to school" versus "taking classes". I think I'm going to take a class or two soon. I would like that.

I haven't told Nicole yet but our iPods had a date last night. I stole a bunch of songs from hers but then I tried to load some good stuff of mine onto it and I kept on getting error messages. Oh, it's never good the first time is it. Or maybe Shannon secretly knew it was without Nicole's consent. Yikes!

{ 09.22.05 / 12:49 P EDT }

Happy first day of fall!!!

I've had my computer for almost a year. He and I are bonding again. We're at the other coffee shop on Jane St, "grounded". We are deciding that we love each other again and we never should have had that falling out. I'm going to spend less time thinking about work and more time thinking about web design projects. I'm going to buy some more RAM as an anniversary present. I'm also going to get a wall-charger for that little green bloodsucker mini. He doesn't like Tammy much, but he puts up with her. Speaking of minis, this morning I found myself in possession of twins. Nicole! Come get your little girl. According to the guestbook here, her name is Shannon, not Stephanie. I'll charge her back up for you and everything.

Oh yes, Ms. Thompson was here for a few days. She explored the city while I was at work, and at night we went to bars and diners. She liked being around people again. I never realized that I was still in college. We drew a parallel between two girls we don't necessarily like. We made some plans for the future and sense of the past.

Trying to wrap my brain around the re-design of this site, but I'll need some time. It's going to involve a good photograph, the color pink, and the return of the iFrame.

A photographer wants to take pictures of Ann and I. I like the portraits, they're over at some-people.org. We are also now featured on brooklynrock.com. I like how band business seems to be taking care of itself. We have one band and one duo show coming up, and I have a couple of solo and Dibs band shows (This Saturday! Sidewalk Cafe!). I like fall because everyone seems more productive.

I did a survey at work. It seems like the whole store is comprised of Virgos, Tauruses and Aquarians. I'm not kidding. (I almost just wrote "I'm not kiddle.")

Coincidence / weird occurrence time:

1) Nicole and I walked into Barcade the other night. The song "rock you like a hurricane" was playing!

2) She called me yesterday and said Sebastian (Sibsi), the only one of the Germans who is still around, came into Ants Pants because Dibs said she worked there! That's in Philadelphia, mind you!

3) Ann left me a message saying she got an unknown phone call yesterday. It said, "To hear your messages, press 1." She pressed 1 and it was a message to me from my mom saying that she and Charles were at the airport waiting for their luggage. Then the next message was from Casey to me. What?! How are my saved messages being sent to other people's phones? I'd better be careful.

My computer's gonna run out of sauce. I'm going to go snag free lunch at work.

{ 09.19.05 / 12:11 P EDT }

If you look at the last two dreams had by Casey on the dream site, I mean the ones from yesterday, you will see he dreamed of a sidewalk sale and a pair of Dibs' socks. Yesterday Nicole came to visit and I gave her two little wooden guys in a box that I got at a sidewalk sale on Saturday. I was also wearing a pair of Dibs' socks.

Another coincidence report: my best friend from kindergarten, Camille, is dating a bad boy waiter from her workplace. We went out to brunch (me, Camille, and our moms, who are friends). She said he was a musician. I asked his first name and the rest was history. Hint: his name is Drew. Her mom said when she saw my face, "What?" I didn't know what to say. It's also a coincidence that at her job at the hospital, she takes people's blood.

{ 09.17.05 / 03:31 A EDT }

There you have it, a bunch of NEW PICTURES.

Now it's time to sleep. It was helpful and nice to talk to Nicole on the phone. She's coming here on Sunday! Oh! That's going to be so fun!

I was talking to her on my way back from eating dinner alone at a neighborhood bar. A woman dropped $40 on the street at the corner of 3rd and 138th, and yelled at me because she thought I was going to pick it up. Hmmm, hmmm. Nicole heard me yell at her, "No I wasn't!"

{ 09.16.05 / 05:14 P EDT }

"I'm not going to find a father for my baby on MySpace with my finger up my nose!"
-my co-worker Tracy, 09.15.05, 5:05 PM, one hour before getting fired (not as a consequence)

I stayed in Jersey City at Melissa's last night. This afternoon we had just stepped out the front door and I saw Sarah from the vitamin store, my co-worker who lives one block from Melissa, walking up ahead! Boy was she surprised when I sneaked up on her.

We saw Rasputina at Maxwell's last night. I love them still. Melissa works there now, so she got us in free. And more Ketel One and Cranberry than I could handle. I think I'm staying in tonight.

{ 09.11.05 / 01:05 A EDT } here i am, rock you like a...

"I've ___ ___ ___ ____ for ___ long years,
I'll fuck all your daughters, I'll drink all your beers,
Your wife thinks I'm pretty, she'd fuck me too,
And if I drink more then I'd probably fuck you."

Last night Dibs, Lippe and I were sitting on the stoop by Punjabi on Houston St with coffee, tea and cake rusk. A drunk woman came out of the building and walked away. A few minutes later she came back and sat between Dibs and Lippe, drinking Corona Light out of a paper bag. While she was sitting there talking to us in slurred Irish English, a bunch of drunk people came waltzing down the street singing the song mis-quoted above (reconstructed from the collective memory of Dibs and I). One, Sarah or Sara, stopped to talk to us, saying she was from New Orleans. She yelled "FLOYD!" at a guy who turned out to be her brother, and the brother and his friend came back. They taught us the above drinking song upon my request (I am annoyed to have forgotten most of it). While they were singing at us I realized Floyd was the same Floyd who is one of the models on Farchadat.com, the website I designed for Genan and Janie. He's the one on the right. So, we introduced ourselves. Later, after they had gone, the woman sitting in between Dibs and Lippe tried to psychically peg Dibs and I, asking us our names and signs, saying I would be a mother of two. She said some other weird shit. And her name turned out to be Katrina.

Tonight I left work with the twins, John and Johnathan, and we walked over to Atlas Cafe. Yum. They have the peanut butter bomb pie they used to have at Veg City. Then we went to Sly Fox for a drink and whose face was on the flyer for the show in the back room? Chris Maher. That was nuts, because I would never really have chosen to go to that bar. He had already played, but we all sat around a table for a bit. Me, John, Chris, Colin, Colin's girlfriend and another Sarah or Sara who I remembered from Bar 169. Heh.

I should mention that the show last night was awesome. We were tight. And playing with both the Leader and Phoebe just made my night! Oh! Here is a list of people from my work who came: Dashan, Jacinta, Joelle, John, Kristy, Kelly, Manny, Lenny, and April. Amazing.

I should also say that I just read Nell's dream which mentions Dave Eggers, and I've been thinking about him all day. Mostly because I've had the song "rock you like a hurricane" in my head. Really, how tasteless.

You can hear Lucas' cover of our song Laurel Tree here. Yeah, I requested it. No mention of David the Gnome in the song whatsoever.

{ 09.09.05 / 02:58 P EDT }

Wow, I'm still at home!

I got a package from Casey today with an Altoids container with three "beach plums" from his grandparents' house on the Cape inside. I tried eating one but it was filled with sand and seeds. I guess they're for making jelly more than for eating.

Speaking of jelly. NELL sent me a package for my birthday! Inside was Basel's Blackberry Jam! Nell made it herself from berries growing on her new Olympia property! Gosh. I need to get out there soon. Thank you, Nellibus! I miss you, and Jen, and Basel.

I'm going to meet Anneth for practice now. I'm going to eat a tuna melt at Neil's Diner and then we're going to the park. We have a show tonight at Sidewalk. And I'm doing triple duty (playing with the Leader after, AND Phoebe! Yikes!) I can't wait.

Looove,
Yoko

{ 09.09.05 / 11:49 P EDT }

I just had the first good dream I've had in a really long time. Read it here, especially you, Nicole.

Time to get up.

{ 09.08.05 / 12:57 P EDT }

OH, my god, I just saw the SMALLEST DOG IN THE WORLD. It was a Maltese, about four months old, she said. The size of a guinea pig. Maybe eight inches long, on the corner of Greenwich and 13th. AMAZING.

I'm at my favorite place.

Casey's finally decided to come out of the web journal closet. After 17 months of being his audience of one, I'm honored to be the one to report this. I'm not going to change his link in the list on the right because it's complicated. But, if you want to go to Diaryland, Casey style, there you go.

{ 09.07.05 / 01:50 P EDT }

I gotta give Juliana Hatfield some fucking credit. Casey got me her new album for part of my birthday present. It's called Made In China and it's FUCKING AMAZING. HOLY CRAP. She's the only one of my rock idols who is still making good music. That last band she was in was boring. But by herself, man, WOW. I love it!

Did I say my dad got me an iPod. A mini green one and I named it Tammy. My mom got me a vacuum cleaner. Both of these devices assisted me in having the best party ever, last Saturday. You shoulda been there. Seventy people filling up our living room, kitchen, and backyard.

I'm at my new place, the Soy Luck Club. It's gonna save my Internet life. I've been slacking so bad at email and websites. This place has good coffee, bright orange walls, free fast wireless and it's ONE BLOCK from my work. Brilliance has never shone this brightly...

Dashan and I made dinner for some Germans last night.

{ 08.28.05 / 05:18 P EDT }

Whoa. The people of New Orleans are getting evacuated because of Hurricane Katrina. Crazy! Evacuation!

I'm craving quesadillas from the cooler at work. Yesterday I had the best break ever. Did I mention my bike is back in action? I biked over to this pier and sat on the end of it. The clouds were dramatic. I watched the boats go by. A girl with a bouquet of roses was there too. She threw a rose into the water and I watched it float away. She left the bouquet on the pier and walked off.

Last night I went to a work party. Heather's going away party, really. She's the one whose managerial duties I am taking over. She's going to school in Vermont. Jacinta came with me, Kristen showed up, and Dashan and Casey came later. We were out till four or so. Eating pizza and drinking two buck Chuck on the crazy peeling Fort Greene stoop.

I want to change the way this site looks, I just haven't had time. When I'm not busy with work or shows I'm busy laying around.

My dad, June, Babeling, and a million of June's relatives stopped in the store yesterday. So embarrassing! My dad took pictures. But embarrassing in the nicest way possible. Babeling said to Jacinta, "I want to watch Yoko work!" And she watched intently as I rang up a loaf of bread for a customer.

I'm having a birthday party this Saturday, Sept 3rd, here at my house. Will you attend? I do hope so.

{ 08.21.05 / 12:37 P EDT }

Christ. What the hell is wrong with me? I've been a bad friend to my laptop and to you, my friends.

Things I am looking forward to:

"Piaf the Eiffel Tower" show next Sat. (me, Phoebe and Abbey singing songs only in French in 3-part harmony, Dibs on guitar)
and subsequent projects

my birthday

being a photographer again

picnics and beach time

bowery show tomorrow night (my dad, June, and BABELING are coming!)

OJ night on tuesday (Leader!!! Baby Skins!!!)

Last night was a fun hangout on the deck at Phoebe's. No drinking involved, except that of orange juice mixed with seltzer. Yum. Me, Casey, Daoud, Dibs, Angela, Phoebe, and Abbey sitting around the deck table. I like summer.

{ 08.13.05 / 05:51 P EDT }

Hi! Wow! I'm not sick anymore. I mean, I am, because I couldn't stop coughing for like five hours at work. But they gave me some stuff over at the vitamin store. Maybe that helped, maybe it didn't. I'm better now.

I brought my computer because I meant to get some work done, but I forgot all the notes I needed at home. I feel like a loser.

July was good. Is August being as good? I miss July a little bit. September might be better, it usually is.

{ 08.09.05 / 01:28 P EDT }

Oh my god! I'm so sick! I have a fever and a sore, awful throat and a runny nose and everything else bad. Well, my stomach feels okay and I don't have any nausea or other digestive-related problems. I thought maybe I'd be able to go back to work tomorrow but as it is, I don't know.

It may have all started on Friday when I peed in the sand during the fireworks at Coney Island. Gross, you say. Then I went halfway in the water. It was a fun night, Julie and I got beers and popcorn and rode the cyclone twice. The next morning I was at work at 8:30. I had a funny cough all day. At night was our show, during which I blew out my voice and had to leave sorta early. Sunday I felt sick-ish and went to bed in the afternoon. Yesterday I went to work in the morning. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to be there at 8:30, but it was a good thing I was, because Heather, the real manager, didn't come in till 9! I opened the front end all by myself. I left at 1 and went home and I've been here ever since. I'm feeling worse and worse. Mango juice helped me feel better.

I'm going to try and sleep some more. There are guys working on the house today, putting in the back windows! We have sunlight! Well, overcast light! It's amazing!

{ 08.02.05 / 01:01 P EDT }

Happy birthday Keith! Oh, wow. Do you still read this?

I went to Amy Hills' house the other day. She has an impeccable apartment. She has needlepoints that her mom made all around the house, an amazing digital photo-collage by Lippe, a PC wallpaper of a napkin by Bernard, Loch Ness monster salt-and-pepper shakers, nice painted walls. She's got a real grown-up's apartment, and in the best way possible. Good taste! I love it!

Anyway, I was there because I'm helping her make some minor changes to her website. That was on Sunday. I had dinner with Mom and Charles (and yes, Charles fixed me a plate of celery, carrots, yellow peppers and walnuts, hee!) At night I went to Matchless and played a little bit of a show with the Wowz, Turner C and Rachel L. That was fun too, and I made a fan. Her name was Mary, she called Casey "hunky". I giggled drunkenly. Well, not too drunkenly. I had two hazelnut beers. That bar is fucking awesome.

Last night I went to see Genan at Scenic, a new place. The Baby Skins played right before! I'm so glad I caught some of their set! So dreamy! Genan was witty and fabulous. She has a new song about her friend Abby. And guess what? She's going to do a song at my birthday show!!! If I haven't told you already, on Sept 1 we're doing a Boog City tribute to Hole's Live Through This. Confirmed: Dream Bitches, GynoCult, Genan, KSF, Pantsuit, Phoebe and Casey. Oh man.

After the show me, Casey, Josh and J Perelmuter went to the vegan bakery. Yum! Gazpacho! Yum! Raw brownie! Sigh, I love them. Got rehearsal tonight at Carroll Music again. I'm meeting Ann in a few hours to think about t-shirts. Boing.

{ 07.30.05 / 01:31 A EDT }

No updates for ten days! What's wrong? Nothing, I guess I've been busy. Today I worked till 8 and then ran over to Greg Johnson's comedy show at Rififi (I've been making him a website. The Whitest Kids were guests tonight) and then ran back to work for a meeting. Did you know Dashan and I are both eating only raw food? Well, okay, we ate the free Indian food at the meeting. But then we felt weird and ate a bunch of arugula on the train. We went to his house and wrote a song. We also drank beers and played a couple Cranberries covers. I caught the last bus back (it left Harlem at 1 and left me here at 1:10).

Cheese On Bread called me drunk at 4 pm from New Orleans. Those darned kids. They knew I'd be jealous. One day I'll make it back there! Oh! But I'm glad they are having a good time. Our show, marking their return from tour, is in a week. That's nutty.

Kansas State Flower had their cd release tonight. It is a shame I missed it. That cd is literally all I've had in my discman for the past five days. Josh and Casey went! They liked it! Of course!

Oh! Tomorrow night Nan and I are DJ-ing at Sidewalk at midnight. Wanna see our flyer? I had to come home and get my cds together. They're all gonna go on a spindle in my bag. I'm gonna get it together now, 'cause I gotta be back at work in eight hours. Sigh.

Lurve.

{ 07.20.05 / 03:09 P EDT }

I was just at the laundromat, where all they ever have on TV is judge programs. An ex-couple were fighting. She was holding onto his mother's ashes until he gave back her sweatpants. He said he tried to give back her sweatpants numerous times but she wouldn't have them and wouldn't give up his mom's ashes. She said he never tried to give back her sweatpants.

I devised a curtain-and-fan system for my door. No more stale air! It is working beautifully. Ann's mom doesn't understand why I wouldn't want anyone to see me sleeping.

Rehearsal again today! Oh, we have surprises. I'm thrilled. I love practicing new songs. Are you gonna come to our show? It's this:

Friday, June 22, at 12:30 AM
Bar 169 (169 East Broadway, NYC)
Take F to East Broadway.

Technically that makes it Saturday, but I don't want to confuse you. Also on the bill are the Kittens (formerly Soggy Kittens, comprised of Kathryn's boyfriend and some dudes), the Yummy Cakes, Toby, and two I don't know (Lovebots and Patrick Kauffman). No, I didn't hang out with John. Instead Ben, Ann, Jared and I got happy hour and dinner at Sidewalk. I remembered to take my credit card this time. Oh yeah, two nights ago at the Hoot I left my card there after running a small tab. Whooops!


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