October 9th, 2003

chair, apartment

linear cues

After watching the baseball game and eating P.C.C. dinner at Rachel's apartment, I missed the bus by about one minute. As in, seeing it drive away from a block's distance. This is kind of the worst, because you realize that it is clearly not worth waiting a half an hour when you can easily walk the twenty or so blocks.

It was really clear and nice and cool outside, so it actually isn't the worst at all. Green Lake is dark and pretty at night and there's a 7-11 on the way home so I had a grapermelon plus lemon slurpee for my troubles.

Tim & Whitney were just starting to watch Basquiat as I walked in the door; so I joined them. David Bowie playing Andy Warhol! How can you go wrong?