  i think that harvest (neil young, thank you) is such a good record it hurts. today someone told me that anyone who has carried paul westerberg's golf clubs is their hero. me, a hero? ahh, i miss the music biz. id rather work as a music bitch over anything in film, anyday. speaking of the film biz, today was so hard.
i felt like i wasnt measuring up. (i was. ) like i couldnt do anything right, whether i did or not. (i did. ) like a fraud. and i hate that feeling.
i almost cried to the person(s) who called me on my lunch, being clearly premenstural, but i refrained. i hate that. what is going on with me lately? good god. like J said, i'll get it and it will be fine. it WILL be fine.
everything. boo. i heart mc chris 
