______ my cat's new favorite bed is my bookbag. this means she's pissed off every time i study, and every time i leave for ucla. she's pissed off frequently. yesterday went to ralphs on bike. the return trip was somewhat harder, balancing a 12-pack up and down these hills. i waited til Eli arrived in his giant van, showed off his new scars (he's been working "aerial construction," that means he strings cable lines and falls off poles). we headed downtown to ArtShare, hung out with Daniel, Chon, and Jaime in some art studio until the beer ran out. watched Cava - a fun and strong offshoot of Quetzal/domingosiete - and Mad Marionette. i don't know whether they were Chicano or Jewish or neither, but they sounded like a Chicano Jewish variation on Gogol Bordello . the dancing was odd, one guy doing a cossack dance, some couples trying a stuttery cumbia, a few rockabilly dudes jumping or skanking (that's the category i was in). you know how some bands switc
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