s'more things
A couple of years ago, Frank gave me this goofy bandana thing from the Gap. It's the standard paisley, but it's hot pink in color and has these little rhinestone details. It resurfaced the other day after spending a year or so stashed in a random box. Since my hair is at this weird length I've been wearing it to keep the hair out of my eyes. A ponytail isn't really feasible. Today I'm wearing it kind of low on my forehead and I realized that if I stick my tongue out and look to the side with my eyes open really wide, I look like that Little Stevie guy from Bruce Springsteen's band.
Books that I'm reading: Keeping Women and Children Last: America's War on the Poor by Someone Sidel; Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung by Lester Bangs; 5001 Nights at the Movies by Pauline Kael.
I'm such a dork.
The baby won't take a nap. I hate when that happens.
