I think it’s funny that my friends mostly won’t admit to reading this journal, but rather drop hints about the content. (”Hey, so, had any 70’s porno moments recently?” “Um, yeah, you read about it in my journal.” “Oh, uh, yeah.”) It’s online. Who else is gonna read this shit?

Having Jane here for Destroy All Monsters practice yesterday fucking rocked. We needed someone to come in and really give us some theory, let us know we were on the right track, get us out of our heads, and challenge us with some new exercises. And since most everything was new to us, it worked great.

They’re putting new furniture in my office, because my boss thinks that the old furniture makes us look rinky-dink. (What? The two $10 desks I got from UNC surplus aren’t high class?) So I’m working from home today… knowing that I have a shitload of things I should be doing but completely unmotivated to do any of them. First time in a couple months that I have been alone at home thinking that I’d rather have some company than just hang here by myself.