4.30.02

apartment shopping is depressing me. the theatre wants to house me in a backyard-buddhist-temple-turned-guesthouse, which would be cool except it doesn’t have a kitchen and is allegedly full of spiders. i turned to the classifieds, and found this cute little guest house that this sweet crazy lady will rent to me and zeke but i can’t really afford it. it’s time that zeke started pulling his own weight when it comes to the bills, it think. he spends all day sleeping on top of my sneakers, for reasons i can’t begin to explain.

while i was searching for the classifieds at the flying M today this cute guy came to my rescue (he’d been hogging the newspaper section i wanted). it’s so rare that anyone tries to pick up on me that it always makes me giggle. i’m afraid it probably won’t work out between us since he had the I.Q. of a stick of gum, but it was good for my ego. then i met this very sweet drag queen who talked to me about shakespeare and martial arts.