today i went to the parade. there were lotsa boobies and butts. christine said that all the boobies and butts on display were demeaning the whole gay-pride thing. always the devil's advocate, i said that it's sexuality that's an issue here and there it is, smack in our faces, and isn't it great? boobies and butts.

life just became a little bit less intense today. thank you, spirit in the ether.

tomorrow's the first day at the new job. holiday is officially over. it'll be fun hauling my books and cd's and candy and squirtle downtown and walking into a new space; taking a leak on the new cube to mark it as mine. a whole slew of new lunchtime haunts and coffee-break caf�'s. i'm giddy. now if i could just get to sleep tonight.

paper airplanes. rugburn. an argument in the car. an earing lost in the sheets. the transition from 'luv ya' to 'i love you'. the distance between words. a cat namned luka. paperclips for hairpins.