Saturday, June 21, 2003

 
the cranky is gone so fast and so completely that i wonder if it was what people's grandmothers call "the hoormones." he's so beautiful.

yesterday we were discussing recurring dreams in the green room, and i think this one wins: one of the guys has a dream over and over again in which he's a schoolchild on a tour of a tuna-canning factory. they're up on catwalks over the working floor when he falls and tumbles down, growing smaller and smaller as the tuna packing operation nears, until he is the size of a tiny tin and falls straight in and becomes a *can of tuna.*

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