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Gina is outside now grilling pork chops for our dinner. John and Paul and George and Rrrrrrringo are in here singing to me. And I am sitting here.
Yesterday I saw Michael Penn's "No Myth" video for the first time. We'd been looking out for it for ages and ages and Gina finally caught it on tape and saved it to show me. It was delicious.
I should be stirring beans now.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:56 PM | shower me with attention

So anyway. The other night Erica and I went to see Marc Maron's new show. A lot of old material, but nicely integrated with a lot of new material. It was funny. And he was pretty non-rude afterwards, so that was okay. After that we went to a bar called "Galapagos" with these really cute turtle candle-holders everywhere (me likey) and had a drink and caught up. That was good. Erica's feeling better, I'm happy to say. It was really cool to be out with her. After that we went to Stingy Lulu's, and it was surprisingly fun without my sister there. No Victor to sit around listening to. And we had another drink and Erica is AWESOME when she's had a couple. She's Erica, but without the shyness and the over-politeness. It's pretty cool.

So, now I'm at Mint Manor, moneyless and still jobless. But here. Yay.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:21 PM | shower me with attention

Friday, June 08, 2001

Today someone thought I was hot. That never happens. It was a momentous occasion. It took place in Astor Place outside the Starbucks. (Not that Starbucks, the other Starbucks.) A girl came up to me and said her friend thinks I'm hot. I looked around for the video cameras but there were none. I said "Is this a joke?" and she said no, her friend thought I was hot. He saw my skirt and then saw my face and said "Wow, she's hot."

Therefore, it's a magic skirt.

I said wow, that never happens, tell him thank you. She said to tell him myself. He came over. We shuffled. She said, "I'll make it easy, this is Sage, and this is, what's your name?" "Tavie" "This is Tavie."

The boy's name is Sage. He's from Guyana. The girl's name is Dana. She liked my hair. They were impressed by its length. (Right on baby.) Sage seemed shy and therefore I was fairly convinced that they were not making fun of me. Which was very nice indeed. He works at the sock shop at St. Mark's.

That was a nice experience. Me, hot. A real live person thought so.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 3:08 AM | shower me with attention

Thursday, June 07, 2001

I used to be a superhero. What happened?

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:05 PM | shower me with attention

I am bootylicious.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:54 PM | shower me with attention

Colonialism: B
Sociolgy: A
Queer England/Comp Lit: A-
Drawing: A-

Now that's more like it.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:34 PM | shower me with attention

Wednesday, June 06, 2001

Today I got up and signed on and ate 2 fried eggs and drank some Diet Coke and took a bath and read Harriet the Spy. Apparently the bath lasted a very long time because it's now almost five pm. I wanted to go find Essex St. pickles but it's too late because it closes at six. I'm dying for some good pickles. Perhaps tomorrow. I hope I don't get lost because I'm really not good at finding my way around.

Now to comb my wet hair.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 5:01 PM | shower me with attention

I am delighted that Mother Goose seems as taken with my perceived charms as I am with her real ones. She is, quite bluntly put, a Cool Mom. The good kind. She doesn't try too hard; she simply is. We chatted about many things, from yellow bricks to Scott Thompson to the elegance of railway travel. I think she is the bee's knees.

I enjoyed the majority of the music Goose played for me yesterday, although she has a perplexing tendency to cut off a song after her favourite part and jump on to the next CD. I wonder if she has ADD.

Goose lent me several children's books that I missed growing up. I am engrossed in Harriet the Spy, but wish I hadn't seen the movie first because I keep picturing Rosie O'Donnell.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 11:42 AM | shower me with attention

Tuesday, June 05, 2001

I am lost. I am lost, children, I am lost.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 1:14 PM | shower me with attention

Monday, June 04, 2001

What the fuck is wrong with my goddamn dave shrine? I just went through my disks and found all the missing pictures and re-uploaded them and fixed the html on this page (or so I thought) and it's still fucked up. And I found out I completely forgot to find the broken pictures on this page. I'll do it later, I'm sick of looking at the thing.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 10:44 PM | shower me with attention

I am incredibly frustrated at my own stupidity. I finally went and bought a copy of the Magnoliadvd at half.com and neglected to check out the product details. What I have now is a DVD in a plain, clear CD box, and no DVD extras. I know there's a version of the DVD with extras such as the "Save Me" video and stuff, but this one has nothing at all.

God dammit.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 8:39 PM | shower me with attention

Colonialism: B
Sociology: A
Drawing and Queer England/Comp Lit: Grades not yet entered

What is the matter with those lazy bastards??

Why are you in Tavie's head? 4:14 PM | shower me with attention

Sunday, June 03, 2001

My parents are home. I guess I have to go home tonight. Bleh. I've been here 10 days. I like it here. It's messy and depressing at home. I didn't want to be home when Mom and Dad got back because I know Kirsten left a mess and I don't want to take any blame for something I wasn't around to control. She didn't change the litterbox once the whole week. She just let it pile up. That's horrible. I changed it before I left for Mint Manor and that's all the changing it got. Poor babies. One of them (I bet Lily) defecated on my parents' bed. Well, and what do you expect if you let their litterbox pile up? Horrible. Poor things. It's a wonder Progo is still alive. The thing is, she didn't tell me to come home or anything. I asked her. If she'd said "Hey, Tave, you better come home because I'm neglecting the cats and the turtle", I would have come home. Jesus. Anyway. They're okay now. Mom cleaned them all up. I'll go home but I'm coming back soon's I can.

Why are you in Tavie's head? 7:06 PM | shower me with attention