preferred universe.: BLACK CHERUBS.

I'M. SICK. OF. DEALING. WITH. MONEY.

I attempted distracting myself from this fact by drinking some milky coffee concoction and looking through images on some German art/theater website. I'm beginning to really wonder when my hard drive is going to completely fill up. I'm also starting to think I shouldn't be translating a German memoir by Claire Felsenberg, a woman whose mother died in Auschwitz, while I 1) don't have my glasses on and 2) am really tired. If your curiosity is piqued, check it out (with translator of your choice, of course--unless you speak German).

I need to start working on the pop-mobile (noun not adjective) idea I came up with for my rear-view mirror. Silly, I know, but how can the faces of black people go wrong? Maybe I'll post photos when I'm done just to kick Irony in the pants.

Michelle, I got your letter today and (perhaps made the mistake of) read(ing it) while talking to my similarly-crazy friend on the phone. After that my phone battery died, my poor wrists died from gripping my cell, and Lucky Magazine destroyed my will to invest in the American culture. I will NOT be renewing my subscription in December, Kim France.

I have one question. Is getting lost on Dave Coulier's website a good thing or a bad thing? I even voted him as being straight on some Gay or Not? site. Surely he could have rewarded me with some good photos instead of the basic snapshot-with-someone-more-famous-than-he-is picture section!