Completely upended my day with that, and now I must meditate so as to possibly get something done—I have a ticking deadline, and important fish to fry, on both Seduce Me By Christmas and Maneater—besides obsess over the social ins and outs of Greenwich Village Middle School.
For example, D.J. does not want to go to the upcoming Valentine's Day Ball at her school. After the last dance—a Halloween party—she talked a lot about grinding, or as it's known at another city middle school, the grind line. Apparently at D.J.'s friend's school's V-Day Dance, which already happened, the Halloween grind line was replaced by a Valentine's Day make-out party.
This, by the way, isn't really D.J.'s angst—though it could be mine—but it's fun to talk about. In any event, the night of the ball, we're going to see a screening of Man on Wire, followed by a Q & A with Philippe Petit.
P.S. I was on the rigging crew of Philippe Petit's walk across the cool constellation ceiling of Grand Central Station.
photo: http://fataculture.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/man-on-wire.jpg
actully mom, it is like not fun at all. i knew that you thought that talking about that stuff was and i qoute "fun" end quote. it is like ugh. never mind!!!
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