Ok, I don't mean to come across as all "Paranoid Schizophrenic"-y, but, there are forces out there that are keeping me from communicating with the outside world. You may recall that I'm having DSL problems. Well, obviously (as I'm typing this right now at blooger.com), I can get online. However, whenever I try and send an email (through Yahoo, .Mac, or SFSU webmail - yeah, I've tried them all) - NOTHING HAPPENS. I can read all about which CDs and movies will be coming out soon until the cows come home, but I can't send any email. You may be saying to yourself (IF this thing posts...), "Well, I can read this and it is, technically, outside communication." Well, technically, it isn't outside communication because I haven't given anyone I know the URL in order to read this thing. Really, for right now, I'm just talking to myself (therapy, here I come...).

I finally "finished" (please, I could self-edit that thing until the end of days - or, until it slowly morphed into a review of a completely different album - whichever came first...) the Sylvian piece for the friends 'zine. I'm trying to get it off my hands - get RID OF IT - and I CAN'T! I've tried two different browsers, an entirely different Airport card, and, NOTHING!

Last night, since we finally caught up with the modern world on "Sex & the City", we went to this bar in the Castro called The Mix to watch last nights all new episode. A tear came to my eye when Harry proposed to Charlotte. Obsessive, eh? Oh, but that doesn't compare to Brian - he's STILL upset that Berger left Carrie a breakup Post-It... I think, though, that Brian decided he is content just to download new episodes instead of hiking to a foreign bar to watch them. Whew.