all i wanna do is...
last night the only thing i was planning on doing was running and then watching my new netflix selection, cinemania. it was going to be one of those chill evenings when i'm not doing anything... just maxed and relaxed.

but in a series of cosmic events, my evening was turned around to the exact opposite. i went with my boss and my co-worker to the cutting room for a songwriters hall of fame event after work... just killing some time. then i headed downtown to the two boots pioneer theater to see george's boss' documentary, invisible. it was the last night the film was playing so i thought i'd check it out. it's a documentary following the lives of a few heroin addicts in bulgaria. besides the creepy crawling feeling you get when watching someone shoot up on screen FOR REAL, there is also a scene where someone is OD'ing. and the cameraman just films him OD'ing (he didn't die). it was insane.

then i had to rush off to catch the last half of stephen malkmus at irving plaza. i missed most of the hits, but i ran into a bunch of friends at the show, including my old boss fiona and her friend nancy. i love seeing them at random places like that. but of course bumping into fiona at an SM concert is not random. we are both huge pavement fans. that is one of the things that bonded us in the first place. daniel kept meowing the psychedlic hippie guitar lines into my ear, which caused me to uncontrollably laugh throughout the show. daylen and noah were bopping along. i felt like i should be on acid, hopping up and down with my hands in the air. SM has gotten very classic rock... but he still looks damn cute.