Just had a cup of this sleepytime tea. I think I could go to sleep now, but I want to be completely sure so I don’t keep waking Jennie up. The packaging for the tea has a bear holding a cat which I find completely absurd. The bear would definitely eat that cat. This week was especially blurry due to insomnia. After writing my last entry I didn’t fall asleep until around noon. Went to an art opening for Jennie’s boss that evening when I woke up and was supposed to go out with the team but was too exhausted. Friday went to some galleries in Chelsea with Kelly and Kristen to see some art. The best was this box with some videos in it. Saw a lot of work that I am sure I could create which gave me confidence. However I don’t want be people to be as bored as I was looking at that work (mostly lines and pattern paintings). We got a slice of cake at Billy’s Bakery, then headed to the Lower East Side to drink at Odessa where we were over-charged. Then on to Scenic to meet Bob, Liz, Peter B., and Frannie. Got some free drinks there and went across the street to another bar for one beer. We all split up and I met Jennie at Lit, when I had rather have gone home. She felt the same, so we had one beer and left. Saturday I went to PS1 with Mike and his brother. A good installation there with lots of tv monitors. I want an flat-panel tv really bad, but I can’t convice myself it is worth spending $900 when we don’t even have cable. That night met up with Kelly again to have dinner with some other graphic designers. It was an adultish meal. We all went out for drinks. Me and Kelly went to this party in Park Slope where most of the people there were in the literary world somehow. Lots of glasses and blazers and such. I made a goal of drinking every last beer in their fridge and did pretty well. I was very drunk and talked to most everyone there. I really enjoy parties where I don’t know anyone. Shared a cab home with some girls at 4am and it was snowing like crazy. I woke up Jennie when I thought I was being super quiet slipping into bed with some pretty intense hiccups. She suggested I sleep on the couch, which I agreed to only under the stipulation that she say goodnight to the blanket. Today I was completelly worthless.

Not as much response from the zine as I had hoped. I really liked it, but after I don’t get a flood of reactions I begin to think maybe it sucked. Been talking quite a bit about me and Sam’s book project and people seem to be excited. So I need to focus on that this week.