so i answered this posting on craigslist for "female vocalist with dark sense of humor". they were thinking low & snarly, lots of spoken word, whatever on formal experience - hey, why not? they called me in fifteen minutes, made me an offer and pointed me to an mp3 site. decided not to hook up my speakers - the pieces were called "force feeding" and such. i'm genuinely frightened.
jude broke nick's necklace. one minute he's batting at the chain, and the next he's chewing on something - the whole stone fell out. i'm thinking that when a three-legged cat bites off one's ex-boyfriend's anniversary present, one is supposed to take some sort of hint. i put the stone in a drawer and am wearing the, um, socket; the look is interesting.
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