21 May 2003 - 9:37 p.m.

Today, at the friendly neighborhood book store I had the following conversation with a friendly neighborhood book seller, who also happens to be my friend Jack.

Jack: Man, all I've done this week is call things 'retarded.'

Me: That's funny, all I've done this week is call things 'gay.' I feel like I'm in third grade again.

Jack: Yeah, now that we're getting Master's degress, let's just forget about political correctness. Oh, and let's laugh at fart jokes.

I think that can be arranged.

What I'm wearing: Teen Girl Squad Tank, pink skirt, black cardigan.

What I'm reading: More rain.

What I'm doing after this: Reading Kelly Cherry's book, yay.