yes, im alive.

where's sonoba?

well, it's been an interesting last few weeks...i feel like i havent really seen or spoken to anyone...

i had my near death experience of lying in that emergency room bed of cedar sinai (with this horrible disease that will not seem to leave my body)...i had a bootleg chemical peel that left me with horrific scabs all over my face (my sister would literally scream every time she saw me)...most recently, i just returned from san francisco. visiting old friends, consuming the beautiful cold and overcast weather, concerts at golden gate park, the 40 mile faux-bike ride with sonoba leaving me sore in all sorts of places, a run-in with one known as 'no neck'...reunions, de-unions, moves away and moves on.

i feel like i have aged 10 years in the last 3 months...

anyways, when in sf, sonoba took me to golden gate park and we walked like 1000 miles, rented a surrey and had to ride it uphill in traffic while cars honked at us because her skirt was flying up and thus there was exposed snatchage going on. we went to the botanical gardens and i made her hide in the giant vine/bush/tree thing and took her picture (above).

what day is it?
and in what month?
this clock never seemed so alive
i cant keep up and i cant back down
ive been losing so much time

cause its you and me and all of the people with nothing to do
nothing to lose
and its you and me and all of the people
and i dont know why, i cant keep my eyes off of you

grown up

so, on saturday night - had my first grown-up party. thanks to chef grizzly, there were amazing appetizers...everything was demolished, except for the melon and proscutto (which people either just didnt like, or just didnt get)...hosting is damn tiring. im still exhausted and it's now 2 days later. unfortunately, there was an absence of the cranium-a-thon and the mafia deathmatch - largely due to too many people, and confusion of the introduction of the new 'hooker' character...but there was not an absence of drama of all kinds - but hey, what would a party be without crying, screaming, and some alleged fondling in the corner? thanks to everyone that made it out and fought for those entirely too allusive parking spots...had a great time, though hosting doesnt afford you the luxury of talking to many people, or any people for that matter...i dont think i spoke to the same person for over a consecutive minute. that is either the a.d.d. in me, or the monica gheller in me trying to prevent spillage and such. had a blast, hope you did too.

"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles
In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
And true, it may seem like a stretch, but
It's thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home..."