Okay, so this is like the fourth night in a row in which I’ve had a dream where some deep secret of the universe has been revealed to me, but I’m missing like one small connection I can’t remember upon waking up. I hate dreams like that! I think it’s the pills.

I am ridiculously excited about the giant impending musical analysis that will be occurring in approximately a month and a half. I literally have been waiting all year for it.

I also love R with all my soul.

What the hell else was I going to say?
OH YEAH.
Moscow friends: I shall be returning to Idaho from December 15th to December 20th. If you all are around, we should get naked together. I demand a Shari’s run, too, since they don’t have those up here ‘cause Canada’s dumb and doesn’t understand the importance of a pre-orgy Shari’s run.

Okay?
Cool.