i am home from fiddler's green and am very very tired. so tired that i am no longer smart enough to go to bed. no brains, me.

i think that "molly's lips" may be one of the finest nirvana songs ever.

lt rocks because she came to the fg hotel on no notice today to help with a minor shipping problem and then stuck around to help pack up the art show and then we went out for german food for dinner. sadly, the german food attacked both of us and we wore some of it home.

sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeepy girl. more later.