pavement

It's one of those days where I absolutely must get OUT of the apartment and get my work done, and instead, I'm leisurely listening to Pavement while getting depressed reading Cynthia's blog about her AAA mechanic being harassed by this racist guy in Southern CA. Incidentally, there's something odd about reading the blog of someone I've not been in contact with for 6 years. It's an interesting sort of window.

If you're someone who's been out of my life for years and have been reading my blog, let me know -- I'm curious.