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Because a perfect day is not a perfect day unless there is one tiny thing wrong.

Everything is growing here all the time

All of a sudden a lot is going on. Tonight I have a friend blind date one of Rosie's friends. We're going to dinner and then to the Doug Fir to see The Obits (featuring Sohrab Habibion, whom I have known for nearly twenty years, which is just nuts) play.

Tomorrow LC arrives. I'm looking forward to it on an absurd level.

Sunday is the big Booty Call reading at Plan B with Almond, Lion, Sampsell, and Plague. I kind of think it's going to be awesome.

Tuesday I'm going to Seattle to have dinner dates with Scott (steak) and Sunil (sushi.) Also: thrift shop, yoga, coffee.

You might have noticed that doesn't leave a whole lot of time for writing. You might be right!

I have been doing a lot of notebook-writing but not a lot of type-type-typing. Well, you can't always shit diamonds, you know what I'm saying?

Have a good weekend!

(07/10/08)