it’s not like i really had plans of being uber productive today. i figure being labor day and all i should labor too hard.

i have however, nearly finished the invisible circus, and listened to the westerberg guthrie bootleg enough times to have memorized the exact part in “2 days ’til tomorrow” when the amp or guitar pops so that i don’t jump anymore (at the concert when it happened it sounded like a gunshot and i think i might have jumped roughly 294 feet in the air). i’ve also memorized all the spots where he flubbed and/or changed the lyrics so i can sing along through the entire concert.

i’ve also determined that wound from the piece of glass that i stepped on yesterday is infected and that i will have to have my big toe amputated and i will forever be known as the freaky nine-toed girl.