Laurie Anderson is coming to Park West on September 11th. I bought tickets just now; 1 for me, 1 for Andy, 1 for … whoever. I’ll find a 3rd.

I don’t know what I feel like doing tonight. I could go and rent a movie; there’s still time. I wish there was a cool coffeehouse to go to around here. There’s only Intelligentsia, and I work there. I worked there today already. Going back in AGAIN would be most uncool.

Birthday in two days. On the closer side of 30 suddenly.

I ought to write tonight; that’s what I ought to do. Wait … isn’t doing this journal writing? Maybe I’ll watch “Vertigo” again. That would be great!