Hey Cory, do you still have that Negativeland video with the "toadcage" bit? Man I miss that. The interviews with those kids. The one boy who says: " I think about drums. And girls. Mostly about girls playing drums."

My mind is stumbling around in my skull like a drunken Jaques Tati in a seaside resort ballroom. Tripping over memories of walking home from school, tipping its hat to the worries of unprepared travel, reeling around the stoic boredoms of classwork and paper grading. Not sitting out a single dance, but never with the same partner for long.

Leaving for Cambodia and Thailand tomorrow. I can't decide if I have too much to do to get ready, or if maybe there's nothing to do at all. It can't be as easy as getting on the plane, right? C'mon, gimme some hoops!

Worried about Kino. Mom called today and said she was freaking out. Something scared her from the house and she bolted off. My mom and Lonnie had to wrangle her up which I guess took some time. Sorry! She does that if she hears something like gunfire... Guilt. Kino has somehow gotten the job of representing all the untied threads of my life. All the burdens, righfully mine, sloughed off and abandoned for the people I love to carry for me. Still tied by fishing line to a knot in my stomach. So far away, at first I couldn't feel them, but now they're gaining mass, pulling me back down into my life from this ghost world. Feels like putting on the same clothes after a party.

[Well, not that bad. And of course I'm looking forward to a lot too... just let me be dramatic for a minute, ok?]

Anyways. I'd like to say I'm sorry to anyone who has ever had to pick up something I've dropped. And don't give me that bullshit like "oh, it was a pleasure". I mean cause even if it was it was still a burden.

Now in my best recovering addict voice: "I swear I'll make it up to you and I'll never do it again!"

Well, at least let me get that coat for you.



[hey I wrote some stuff and put it in things i like so if you want you can read it but dont laugh. unless i'm not lookin.]