my mom is coming to stay at the fairy cottage for a week. we're going to garden our asses off. i think maybe we'll go see "fahrenheit 9/11" on the fourth of july.
my friend greg has a new record out that i love. it is wistful, plainspoken and wise, and it makes me cry because i feel i maybe know and love some of the same people he's writing about and he put stuff into words i didn't know how to.