Österreich ist verruckte; iäm not even sure if iäm sazing that right but the kezboard hier ist alles falsch, so forgive the tzpos. TRzing to send postcards to people but not so good with bringing or knowing addresses. world cup here is crayz, Iäve been out every night watching in the pubs rocking innsbrück wit mz austrian pals and taking buses home ( Read more... )

I won a vacation to Florida while I was at the Gay Pride Festival in DC and I don't think I can go because I'm not legally married to a 27-year-old who's gone missing in Texas after trying to ride here from Houston on an old Vespa he bought after staying overnight at the home of some guy he met on a Greyhound. I've got less than a week to get ready ( Read more... )

I feel uneasy. I should go do something else ( Read more... )

Something weird, inexplicable and improbable happened today. About seven minutes ago I had recounted it and posted, turned off the computer, and nearly gone to bed, but I panicked and had to edit this entry. But... sometimes talking to strangers is a good thing.

This morning I tried to spray sunscreen in my hair, and only after I noticed a peculiar smell did I look up and realize I was holding a family-sized spray bottle of Febreeze ( Read more... )

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I'm glad I skipped for Jazzfest on Friday. Keb' Mo' was good and Bob Dylan was incomprehensible but I'm glad I saw him. I'm going next Sunday, and I won an extra ticket, so I've got to figure out whether to go a third time or be generous and give it to someone ( Read more... )

Dad, who gave full approval during the two months I planned my Jazzfest skip day, is being a pill. I may have to go to school tomorrow.

I finally uploaded my pictures...there are some of chicago and a couple of random ones of ellie, rachel, camille, and then one of the neutral ground.

I met a barefoot bearded Buddha-man vegetarian named Mortimer who showed me around the dorms, and some laid-back girls who took me up to their rooms, and the kitchens looked like Lothlorien (the vegan commune) with free pasta. There must've been four or five underground used-bookstores on campus. There are bakeries and Chinatown and downtown and ( Read more... )

I slacked off completely as Costumes Head. Fortunately, the costumes for The Fantasticks are supposed to to look like they came out of a play-box jumble, so most people used their own stuff. I painted two hats last night, sewed two tonight, lent Charles Lescher my old silver platform boots (there was a 'phase'), and now tomorrow's opening night and ( Read more... )