drinking gin and water
eating toasted cheese



except i can't sleep. that's not good. i know it's early -ish but i want to sleep. who is the goddess of sleep? whoever it is, i call you.

mr. sandman.....

it's weird, kind of. the more i read on everyone's elmwood blogs, the more disoriented i am in actual physical conversation with the people who write. they'll start telling a story about something, and i'll be like, hey, i know what you're going to say. and them i'm weirded out because i don't know why i know that. but it's the blog, the dangerous land of blogs. we're spies and spied on at the same time

i was just reading paul's post today about rosa parks. he wondered whether a similar thing would work here in buffalo. a couple of weeks ago i heard on the radio that the black community wanted to boycott the transit because of brutality performed by the transit cops. but then i heard a guy who was interviewed say that it was too cold to walk. i think a lot of people must have agreed with him, even though this article says the boycott was successful. but who's going to say their event didn't go so well?



but maybe the boycott didn't work, cause not enough people didn't ride. but i think the weather's just an excuse for laziness.

p.s. there's lots of other articles on the web about it. search google or something

if men get married, they should stay out of bars. go hang out at the married man's club, don't go kissing nice single girls having fun with friends at the pink.

i want some advice. i don't want to take it. i just want someone, well really several someones with differing opinions, to tell me what they would do. then i would be better able to do what i would do. it doesn't make any sense, never has, and it pisses off my friends when i ask them which dress they like better and make up my own mind in the end.