2000-12-04

ho hum. today is the two year anniversary of my date with joe schwartz and subsequent rape by the son of a bitch. i went to counselling at a crisis center for 3 months afterwards, but since then i never ever talk about it with anyone. ever. never. except today. kia and i went to lunch and i told her about his pretty eyes and fucked up mind, our wine bar outing, boogie nights on mute, how many things i wished i hadn't done that night, and the wrist pinning struggle. she's a good egg, that kia. she wants to kick his ass. i agree.

tonight i have a gig at the cafe du nord. channel the emotion, sweet tart, channel the emotion. i'm gonna play my smokey ass version of santa baby and drink a lot of beer. here's to keeping it real and strong on december fourth, children!