housesitting for janette. she made me a pot pie. good stuff.



that night, erich and i went to two parties, after seeing carla farsi's hiroshima paintings, and dropping off a cd with the bald midget.



the first one was slammin'. we didn't know most of the people there, but erich got to play keg techician, so it was fun.



the second one was one of these chris seaton parties with little or no excitement. jen ooton is freaking me out. i have to stay away from her. i think that she's trying to kill me.



alas, no mentally ill pranks this weekend. i was just too busy. maybe next weekend.