15 June 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Riding to work on the train, I saw Wendy's picture in the Village Voice, and left her a message about it once I was at work.  I showed the picture to Peter Penz, who told me about the girl he was in love with (Laura) who was in a band.  He convinced me to order a large Bayou Beast from Two Boots-- a wise decision, as it turned out.   Perfectly crispy and spicy.

I got a message from Wendy that seemed to indicate that she, too, thought the vintage sketch pad was mine.  Who would seriously believe that I could do quality graffiti-style writing?   I don't even know who Jadakiss is.

I just realized that I gave away $4200 over the past 8 months.  There's got to be a moral there about giving old friends your money.  Or maybe I'm the only person left on earth who believes in giving something without getting something in return.

I need to clean my new apartment. Iran hasn't been invaded yet.