O waiting for that phone to ring. My parents, on their way into town. I’ll meet them at the hotel and then we’ll eat somewhere, probably California Pizza Kitchen. And then I’ll spring the news on them that I quit the coffeehouse. And then, happy happy joy joy, we’ll drive up here & Andy and I will unload the furniture they’ve brought up. And, as a result, they’ll meet Andy quite briefly. I think they’ll be more freaked about about me leaving the coffeehouse than meeting Andy. So he should relax a little.

The Film Festival has started but we won’t get to see anything before Friday, at the earliest. This schedule, parents in town, the transcription, everything at once. I finished this first round of transcription. 3 more tapes are on the way but that’s it. When I finish those, it’s all over. Try to get those done by Monday. I need a real job. I want to quit watching my bank balance go down. Nothing to replenish it. I wonder if Mom & Dad will write me a check when I give them the news.

Wonderful autumn day today. I’d like to listen to music for awhile but there probably isn’t time. Hopefully I can hang out with Gavin fairly soon. Seems like it’s been awhile. Bush is such a cruel joke. i’d like to move to Paris for awhile, or Tunisia. Dunderhead.