Adam and I saw Punch-Drunk Love again. Still so good. Afterwards we expounded on doppelgangers and colors and music and dialogue and character. Adam, this is Frances's sweet entry.
Well, I was wrong. Musharraf's still around. That's the unfortunate thing about "today in history" -- it renders your "One Year Hence" predictions awfully available for inspection. From last night: "Oh, you're going to do …
Parties, work, and other worries. I have no notebook and feel disoriented. Do tell me if you want to get in on the group discount tickets for the 31st. Coming soon: reviews of many books …
I lost my physical notebook, the one Nandini gave me that had the Underground map on the cover. Yes, this is the second notebook loss in three months. On the up side, in virtual notebook …
Leonard turned down my enticing offer to 'mix weblogs' by posting in each other's steads. It's the new apartment key!
"The Revolutionary World Tragedy." "Is that KatzDot?" "No, it's Google News, yes, it's KatzDot." Sappiness follows: "Well, if I'm your greatest sweetie, and I'm your only sweetie, that means I'm also your worst sweetie." "Wrong, …
So a year ago I thought I'd be teaching and starting a business by now. But my unexpected late graduation threw that out of whack, and then I took the first job I could find, …
Last night, I found out that (hearsay) it's illegal to buy a lighter in California if you're under 18. To paraphrase Devin: "You can't have alcohol, tobacco, war, oh, and fire. You can drive, though." …
I heard about promising research into a cure for multiple sclerosis. My first thought: "Oh good, maybe this'll help President Bartlet!"
