people often ask me what I've written.

"Some books... about stuff. You like stuff, right?"

Sorry. Do you tell them this?:

I can't give away what I've written without giving away who I am, really, and I'm not really ready for that in an initial email.

I'm sure it doesn't do great things for the property values of her immediate neighbors (we are rowhouses) but at the same time, I'm happy to see an eccentricity that looks to be long-running, and some acceptance of it. I'm not kidding when I say I'd love to know her story. I may introduce myself. That sounds all voyeuristic, but...well, she looks interesting. I've introduced myself to less interesting looking neighbors, why not her.

I love this hood.

Burrell, that's the sort of shit it seems only Federer can pull off. And to have it be the penultimate shot! At least, for Djokovic's sake, it wasn't the last one. That would have been too much. But the look on his face of "Seriously? Seriously? In a match with me???" made me laugh.

I only know the name of the woman who used to be the apartment manager. It occurs to me that means I don't know the names of the current apartment manager. More and more people are moving out--I currently recognise the tenants of about four apartments, three of which are the kid-containing apartments. Hard to avoid those, because, four year olds and noise noise noise. Noise which you're not allowed to complain about, I'm pretty sure. Which doesn't seem fair--if I were making it, I'd get in trouble.

Well, at least it's not late, only early.

I wish Serena Williams would apologize. ESPN2 is covering the women's final, and they read a statement from her, but it was a total fauxpology.

Djokovic's expression cracked me up. Sort of an affectionate, envious "You bastard."

ESPN2 is covering the women's final, and they read a statement from her, but it was a total fauxpology.

She calmed down so fast for the press conference, it looked like, that she wasn't even allowing room for an apology--like there was no need. What was she like at the start of it?

She still has one match to play. She should probably apologise before that. The NY crowd is not polite.

I couldn't not look. Unsurprisingly she hasn't tweeted since then.

What was she like at the start of it?

The same. And I can get that -- being upset in the heat of the moment and then burning out quickly.

Re: The guy who said I scowled at him.

I hate that. You know when Hamlet tells Rosencrantz and Guildenstern, "There is a kind of confession in your looks, which your modesties have not craft enough to color."? I feel like Hamlet could be talking about me.

Like if I'm heavily involved in something or even just in deep thought and someone interrupts me, it annoys me even though I often can't blame the person for interrupting me. So even though I try not to look annoyed, people can see it in me. I hate that I'm that transparent. Once I was at work at a place in Mpls where I did computer stuff and tended a storefront. A woman came in while I was in the middle of some involved stuff, and even though I tried not to look annoyed at her (since it was my responsibility to "mind the store") she still picked up on it. She said, "You don't like me, do you?"

Argh.

tommy, I present this picture of me. I was totally blissed out after a lovely afternoon wandering Kathmandu, sitting on a swing in a gorgeous courtyard, after having a really fucking good conversation with a someone that did really great things to my mood and ego and listening to happy music: [link]

I have NO FUCKING CLUE why I look so cranky. I didn't even know my dad was taking the shot. And the funny thing is, people kept coming up to me all friendly and making conversation. So beats the hell out of me!

Yes - that was totally NOT an apology. Why bother?

V. sad about Jim Carroll.

And I'm glad that the women's final has finally started.