Saturday, 4 December 1999

Excerpt from conversation last night with Rob:

Me. "I quit. I should just give up. All I do is go to parties and meet girls....and their boyfriends. I should have quit when I fell for a girl with a girlfriend."

Rob. "Naaah."

Meeting people is easy. I just need to do a better job of it. I was so close today that I could kick myself for screwing it up. I can't complain about anything since so many opportunities have presented themselves and in the end it's me that doesn't take advantage of what's been laid out before me. Damn.

Well, it looks like my roommate Rob is moving out soon. He got a job with the UC Berkeley Police Department. He hasn't really said anything to me about leaving, although he's told Audrey a lot. I think he hasn't mentioned so far because he wants to protect me in some way. God bless him. But when he leaves, it's probable that I'll notice. It's a shame he has to leave so soon, because I really enjoy his company. Of all the people I know, he's among the nicest.

New aquisitions:
Counting Crows This Desert Life. "Colorblind" is spellbinding. At one time I almost bought the soundrack to Cruel Intentions because was so taken by that song.
Heather Nova Blow. Her first album, which is actually live.

Two other live albums worth mentioning...Natalie Merchant's new release, as well as Alanis Morissette Unplugged. No kidding. Listen to track 3, called "No Pressure Over Cappuccino." If I could write a song that beautiful I'd be a happy man.

In closing, let me tell you about my great coffeehouse experience this week. I was in the UCLA coffeehouse at LuValle Commons and they were playing the greatest bands: Texas is the Reason, Crumb, Radiohead, and the Foo Fighters. Needless to say I got very little studying done. I eneded up spending most of the time listening to the music. Plus my friend Abbie showed up and we chatted.



Tuesday, 30 November 1999

Back in LA I am, and that much better for it. The Bay Area just wasn't a good environment for me to be in.

Drove back with Dale and a few of his frat brothers on Sunday. We made it in seven hours despite the fact that we were in stand-still traffic at many times. When we did get moving, it was somewhere near 55 mph. There's no way we should've made it back that quickly. But Dale's a miracle worker.

I was incredibly excited to have come home to a postcard in the mail from Susannah. She kicks major booty.

That Sunday night I also went to see The Matrix at a midnight showing in Westwood. That movie blows me away every time I see it (I've only seen it twice). My favorite part is when Neo stops the bullets. It fondly reminds me of Pulp Fiction when Jules and Vincent encounter a guy with a large gun but make it out unscathed.

Work on Monday wasn't anything exciting. Unfortunately my buddy Jon's car broke down, and he won't be in for awhile. Our schedules worked out so that he worked with me every time I had a shift. Now it's a bit boring without him around.

I almost forgot to tell you  about last Saturday night...I got to hang out with Liz, Julia, Annie, and my dear Heidi. We went drinking at the Steelhead Brewery and La Pinata in Burlingame. Beer and margaritas to the rescue! It was great because I haven't seen much of any of them in two or three years. We ended up back at Julia's where we watched a bunch of old high school video projects. One of them included one of the first songs I recorded - it's called "Counselor Kincaid" (yes, it's about the character from my favorite show, Law & Order). Man my singing sucked! But the song is fun. If you call me on the phone, I'll sing it to you. We also watched an old French video and a history video from Sophomore year. After seeing those, I came to the conclusion that the reason for high school video projects isn't academic, but rather for reminiscing.

Another tape we saw was of Julia singing at a talent contest when we were all sophomores at college. It was strange to see her because throughout high school I was there to see everything that she did, and now there has so much that I've missed out on in the past three years. Not only in her life, but a lot of my other friends'. But I was glad to be with them again that night. Everything felt right.

Lastly, at home I found my CD version of the Beck's "It's All in Your Mind," which is a stunningly beautiful song. If you can find the 7" on K records, get it.

"...And I wanted to be your good friend."



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