i haven't seen anton in a year to the day. instead of journeying to berbati's pan where i am inevitably on the guestlist, i'm going to olympia. i figure i won't return until musicfest is over. no bjm, no odditorium, no matt & kate hollywood nonsense. pull the plug on her, she's through.

dw & i went out with caroline & her husband last night to hobos.
good conversation, but i was tired.
tonight is my first lovelab connection at beula. jesus.
i miss mr. big again.
fall fall fall fall into the jonestown next week.

heading back east always begins with its complications. getting there is one thing, but the loss of 3 hours is a plain i can't bear. all in all, i'm looking forward to getting out of the portland bubble ( Read more... )

after the breakdown, i thought too much about my past ( Read more... )

i attempted to wake up before it was too late to reach anyone on the east coast.
luckily, i made all my phone calls.

now with failure's "fantastic planet" with thoughts of johnny marr moving to portland,
and jeremy circa 2002. it's the weather. it could rain at any minute.

there's nothing left to say, just embrace the feeling.

i posted a bulletin on myspace to let my east coast friends, most of whom i've known my
whole life, know which days i'll be in which towns. (ehem) for as miserable as columbus was, my
acquaintances from my in-and-out guest appearances at bars give so much more of a damn than the
people i grew up with.

after spending yet another day on trendy 3rd vintage shopping, eating japanese, and taking in the new buscemi film at the rickety cinema 21, i made round abouts to tony's tavern where i shared a pitcher with the 50-somethings of northwest portland. just another day, with no great resolution aside from the fact that i am happy to be here ( Read more... )

call me obsessive, but i'm recently i've become fascinated with the daily blog about brit brats pete doherty & kate moss. since the loss of my interesting life & coming around to getting old, i've become a kp nuts tabloid whore. in latest news, "pete doherty wants kate moss back, but is engaged to a french woman" & "kate moss leeks home sex tape."

after hours of milling around kennedy school, alberta, and concordia, dw & i ended up at the doug fir. we made it for the last song of the show, so we didn't have to pay a cover--i don't remember her name, but the singer/songwriter was a girl from the polyphonic spree. i still don't know how all that band's members get paid. i think they thank zach ( Read more... )

i am 56 single-spaced pages into my thesis, most of which i wrote at the beginning of the summer. because it's a memoir, i'm now going through a creative drought when it comes to short fiction. the good stuff. the stuff i really need for my portfolio ( Read more... )