Monday, December 20, 2004
crack your cheeks.
here's something: it's fifteen degrees out here. i couldn't even get to the train without my ears in grave burning pain. my face was like to break off.
people are endlessly complaining about the rain in seattle, but at least the weather there very rarely makes you hurt. i can't imagine what the homeless people are doing right now.
it's the subway's 100th anniversary this year, and there are some old vintage trains running. we saw one in the 49th street station yesterday, and the monkey took my photo.
we saw mary-louise parker in a craig lucas play last night. it was so good that i started crying unexpectedly when i stood up for the ovation. it was sort of beyond good, this play, this performance. it was sort of incredible. it sort of made me wonder why i ever thought i wanted to do anything else.
people are endlessly complaining about the rain in seattle, but at least the weather there very rarely makes you hurt. i can't imagine what the homeless people are doing right now.
it's the subway's 100th anniversary this year, and there are some old vintage trains running. we saw one in the 49th street station yesterday, and the monkey took my photo.
we saw mary-louise parker in a craig lucas play last night. it was so good that i started crying unexpectedly when i stood up for the ovation. it was sort of beyond good, this play, this performance. it was sort of incredible. it sort of made me wonder why i ever thought i wanted to do anything else.
