05.05.03 - 7:36 p.m.

last night, drunk on champagne i talked about portland and chiropractics
met the producer of these days, greek and slight who
hit my shoulder with the back of her hand everytime she got excited.
we were four girls in the corner, sending poor kenseth on errands
for more to drink, giggling over shoes and books and knitting,
ended up in the middle of the dancefloor toiletpapered
shimmying with a beautiful bride.