02.02.03

9:14 p.m.

ok, so. let's talk about what happened this weekend.

on friday i went to go see kid 606. and honestly? let me tell you some insider information: anyone that tells you that they like kid 606 is lying. seriously. he is that bad. horrible. he is fucking horrible. so horrible in fact, that two thirds of the people that were in the bar left two minutes after he went on stage.

yeah, he is horrible. but, at the same time, he is good. and this is something that i can't explain. i really really enjoyed his set, but i couldn't tell you why.

but you want to know what's really funny? friday night someone give me a flyer for a show he is doing on the 28th, and i'm thinking i might want to go. haha. seriously.

but, ok. that was friday.

now saturday. let's talk about what happened on saturday:

saturday, early in the morning, i went into the city to have my hair dyed green. uh huh. green. i did it. finally.

and it took four hours. four hours! four hours and really, you should have seen me. standing out on the street smoking cigarettes, with smock and showercap, waiting for the dye to be washed out. exchanging smiles with car drivers waiting at the red lights. scalp burning.

and it came out pretty ok. yeah, i'm getting used to it. i think i like it.

and then, after the green hair, came the mal.

yeah, malinda. malinda and i hung out! isn't that neat? and malinda is awesome. seriously. she rocks. we spent the night getting tipsy in the mission, talking and smoking cigarettes. bar hoping and laughing alot. so much fun.

and, to better explain to you how i felt hanging out with mal, i will tell you the story of when i introduced my friend beth to my friend kristi:

i had these two friends, beth and kristi. but both beth and kristi knew me separate of each other and had never been introduced. and they were neat girls, and very good friends of mine, and i wanted them to know each other. so, one night, the three of us got coffee at denny's, and it was a good time.

yeah, it was a good time. the two of them got along pretty well. so much so that later, beth told me that, in retrospect, she realized that she had agreed with just about everything that kristi had said.

and beth told me that she was worried that kristi might have thought that beth was the sort of girl that agrees with everything a person says just to get along.

but she didn't. i mean, kristi didn't, but that's besides the point.

the point is, is that this is how i felt. i actually found myself not saying certain things just because i didn't want mal to think that i was that sort of person.

i don't know, it was weird. throughout the night i would find myself all of a sudden aware of how at ease i felt talking to her. and at those moments i would say to myself, 'look at this! you and this girl that you don't even know are having these great comfortable conversations and there isn't any awkwardness at all. this is pretty neat, huh?'

yeah, it was pretty neat. making friends is fun. even if those friends don't listen to housemusic and like the wrong half of uncle tupelo.

and then, today. sunday.

sunday was laundry and spinning records and the superbowl.

and jen came over and made food and, eventually, the patriots won.