I'm doing the thing I hate the most: sitting in a cafe with my laptop, and I'll only forgive myself for embodying such a cliche because I'm currently on the road, nearing the end of a hectic travel schedule for March. On the upside, I've stopped in Santa Barbara to crash for the night at Chez Baer, so the hilarity will ensue, shortly (said hilarity usually entails catching up over drinks at a sketchy dive and hurling insults after the first two hit our respective bloodstreams)... (cont'd.)
fatality:
I'm excited to read the new Michelle Tea book