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humid September holiday weekend. this is the best time of the year I’ve decided. when you think about it all the best things happen around now. all new things: movies, albums, TV shows, school starting back up, October and Halloween just a month away. today and tomorrow should be a celebration of that. I’ll celebrate the whole damn season. even winter is nice. it’s really mid and late winter that I hate, because it drags on too long. I’ll finish reading this book and then go and check out the play. I’m psyched.

tonight I’m doing another poetry reading. the recent one I read at DCAC, a new poem called “make you look like a stack of dead people.” and it went over well. more news on all that later as it occurs.