12:30 am
I just had the greatest stoned experience. I guess María's weed is pretty good after all. I was listening to They Might Be Giants' "Apollo 18" CD with the headphones on. Sitting in the cool breeze on the terrace, dancing around the apartment with the lights off and only boxer shorts on. I was really getting into the music. Funny stuff! I don't know why I hadn't really listened to it before. So, on comes this song "Fingertips." Could be the ultimate stoned song. I have to make a tape for Matt and Eli and include this song on it. Maybe I could incorporate all the zany lines from it into a letter. Then when they listen to the song, they'll really be freaked. "What's that blue thing doing here?"
The other day on the beach, I was thinking of a toast for their wedding reception. Thinking of including our discussions on "being alone in life" on the drive back from Kim and Todd's wedding. And something about the relationship between friendship and love. Shit, I forget the words I had thought of. It was really good! Made me cry on the beach! I've got to get myself out the door to Donde/Bolivia.
Wednesday, August 5, 1992
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