tds

I tend to look at life, at least mine, as a book, sometimes. It was to the point, when i was a kid, that I couldn't think without thinking about it as a book. I got over that when, at around age nine, I realized I'd used the same adjectives more than enough times, & thought that if it were a real book, i'd stop reading. It's weird how, even though I don't look at it in quite that literal a way now, I still look at life in terms of chapters.

Where I'm going is, it dawned on me last night that I was in a totally new chapter. I guess I technically have been for a few months, but it actually hit me last night. I know amazing people, the kind I always wished I'd known, the kind my brother would always introduce me to & how i envied him for knowing them. I've got at least minimal direction, although fuck if i know where I'm going. And hey, i feel like a grown-up sometimes, which is a freeing but scary thought

So, as "Spiderman 3" opens Friday, my radio cohost may or may not be there. He Fandango'd a ticket a few weeks ago, been counting down the days, all that. His idea was, if he doesn't show, do to a phone interview about it. As much fun as the thought of him taking up a payphone for twenty minutes at least (he hates cellphones, & there's no way that segment would go on less than twenty minutes, i just know it), this sounds like a horribly boring idea. Odds are, though, that he won't show up & I'll get to fuck around by myself, because I've not had the chance to do so for various reasons.

Holy shit, Jenny Lewis is on "Roseanne." That's just weird anymore.

Eh, i'll stop here.

Later.