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sunday, july 25, 1999, 23:36 oh my god i am so full of angst i think i'm going to make myself vomit. i really think i have to stop this journal bullshit. i mean, ever since that times article about lemonyellow.com and how "oh my god, she links to things, she must be the kafka of the web" i really think that there's just no point to this any more. on the other hand, I had a fantastic weekend, and where else to talk about it than on this here little page thing. so, let's see. as the inevitable is oft to do, it happened, and sooner than later, elaine and i are no longer together. while i initially went through a "oh i'm just fine but dying on the inside" phase, a visit down to visit her on the "friends" level, a walk around town, a bagel and some ice cream and talk about absolutely nothing has made that "oh i'm just fine" bit only a wee bit away from reality. and of course i'm not going to be perfectly fine for a while, but now this means that i get to hit on all those 13 year old models at work, right? kidding. i'm just kidding. so after that visit, it was off to the jersey shore to visit mike where i realized that $1300 can buy you a lot more in central jersey than it can in manhattan (err, two story house with basement vs "studio" apartment cum prison cell) and that the ocean really is one of the most spectacular things in the world. now throw on top of the ocean a sky full of big fluffy clouds and the only thing that would have made it better were some people on the beach who didn't actually look like they were from new jersey, but then again, you can't win them all, so i decided to just stick to some surf and sky. the drive home was as pleasant as a drive out of new jersey can be, but during the trip i was inspired to write a piece somewhere around here entitled Dar Williams Doesn't Suck. You see, it was the tape that was in the tape deck that my sister had left in there and since I didn't really want to listen to any of my stuff for the entire trip i decided to pop the tape in. Upon hearing the guitar and the little whiny-folky shit, i was all ready to turn the tape off and huck it out the window when i realized that it was kind of catchy. and then, when the next song popped on and was all about christians and pagans and christmas and solstice and love and happiness and all that stuff that really gets me and sends chills throughout my body even though most people call it sappy bullshit, i realized i might actually enjoy the rest of the tape. so i listened and listened and listened about her babysitter the unicorn and something about a party generation and all of these songs which were intelligible and told pretty stories and all of a sudden i realized that i had been through the entire tape about three times and was now humming along. from simple spoken word guitar combos to little folky things to pretty rocking near electronic type songs (ok, not quite, but i didn't realize that folk singers could rock quite so much), i listened to it all. right, so dar williams doesn't suck. i returned home to a quiet house. then my family returned and it was no longer a quiet house, which was unfortunate because i was getting used to not having people on my case all the time. so, lessons learned this weekend:
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