i'm sitting in annie's office w/ ilana. we've been here for hours now. her supervisors are away so we're just chilling, chai-ing, "don't think twice, it's all right"-ing, spying at other windows out of ours ... it's awesome. it's been a good day. i had my feminism workshop where two women came in and coached us on the fine art of lobbying while assuring us cheerfully that no matter what we do, very little if anything will change and even it does it will be over the course of years. their point was that you should keep plugging away anyway but i found it irritatingly frustrating. still, they gave us cookies, so all was good.

ahh, 1200 curfews ...

i walked over to dupont after to check up on liz and was surprised to learn that, as per the discussion we held in bethesda while stuck in the rain, she had quit her mind- and soul-sucking job. that's what i call spur of the moment. also commendable, tho: she made a decision, she took the initiative, she got out of a situation that was making her unhappy. more power to her, that's what i say.

shabbes dinner tonite w/ the family that thinks they never see me. then the weekend starts and people everywhere are making plans plans plans. w/ any luck at all, i'll see tamar, nomi, and jamie ... christ, it's been ages, or that's how it feels.
hey! birthday soon baby. yeahhhhhh.
marc signed my guestbook which means he found me. marco, if you're reading this: howdy, dude.
i'm pumping. i should calm down. or maybe not. :-) as joseph brodsky says, "the grave will render us all alike/ so while we live, at least, let us be various!"
which in my case means hyper.
happy friday everyone. sign my book, let me know you love me. i'll return the sentiment, i promise.