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Friday, July 5, 2002

The Fourth has passed. I spent an interesting evening on the roof of the Lido drinking wine and smoking with three others from the building. Chris, who lives downstairs with Tequila, and his buddy Jared were taking a party break. Both were pretty intoxicated. Chris plays drums; couldn't stop talking about the Venice drum circle in which he participates. Lu, a woman originally from Johannesburg, was house-sitting for a friend and came up to watch the fireworks from the bowl. She lamented her job, having to work the next (this) morning at 8, a company that frames, packages, and sells golf collectibles. I hope she realized that when we erupted into peals of laughter, it was at her descriptions of her snotty, obsessive clients, and not an indictment of her occupation itself. Funny. What's up for today: class at noonthirty. BBQ at Pete & Maggie's. Maybe something with Remy & friends later. Anne Litt just played Lyle Lovett, The Browns, and Nirvana in sequence. "She's Already Made Up Her Mind" "Les trois cloches" "Pennyroyal Tea" Now she's playing a cello-heavy instrumental version of "Papa Was a Rolling Stone." Great DJ.
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