so as per more than one request, i hereby provide the information that the quote on my heading is from the e.f.o. song bleecker to broadway and i kinda got it wrong (oops). the actual thing, which i will swiftly correct, is, "some seem to think i'm neurotic but i'm not -- i just like to think about things over and over and over and over again." good stuff. and hey, did you know that bela fleck plays the banjo on that album? yeah, you bet.

it's been a fun couple of days. after meeting tamar and nomi for a two-hour long excellent yuppie lunch where we discussed taboo topics (sex, religion, margaret cho) at oblivious teenager volume, we argued over whose house to go to to make the cookies. first one, then another; then shopping, quarreling throughout about what to put in the cookies. raisins/craisins? cloves/chocolate chips? ultimately at nomi's we, joined by liz, made oatmeal cookies via instructions on the Quaker canister, only substituting applesauce for margarine and foregoing the sugar b/c apples are sweet, right? tamar and lana, whose curiosity was prodding them, used instant apple-cinnamon oatmeal, formed their batter into one heart-shaped cookie and baked it in the toaster oven.
needless to say, everyone's came out pretty badly. ours tasted spongy except for the parts blessedly marked by chocolate chips (at least we had the presence of mind to throw those in.) tamar and lana's apple-cinnamon instant oatmeal toaster cookie was absolutely inedible but they munched through it staunchy regardless. then we watched hedwig, without a doubt one of the best queer-themed movie i've ever seen and one of the best films i've seen this year. made me happy. thereafter darling rick and yoni, who just got a prestigious internship at the washington post for the summer and who is tripping off to india in a couple weeks -- assuming india's still around then -- joined us. now if only sccs would start working again, my life would be fuzzny ...