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Saturday, September 15, 2001
Tonight Kirsten, her friend Cammi and I went to the candlelight vigil in Union Square. It was strange and sad and solemn and fairly awe-inspiring. We sang with strangers. Later Erica and Kirsten's friend Reiko met us and we went and had coffee and for some reason I had to call Goose and I heard her voice and that was very good.

Then we went to the movies and Aggie and I saw Hedwig again.

It was different. It was funnier and it was sadder the third time. I cried harder than I'd ever cried at a movie during "Midnight Radio". That song will always mean much more than it should to me, now. It will always conjure burning memoes falling out of the sky.

You know you're doin' all right
So hold on to eachother
you gotta hold on tonight


Yeah, that one did it.