"In order to accommodate Nickelback’s state of the art production"

The other night was a poetry reading - Kathryn Pringle - at Living Arts downtown. Her poetry was good: I liked the sense of divided consciousness she put across at almost every turn. There was an odd projection on either wall of the room, a fellow splitting rocks, looped.

After that we went to Kilkenny's and later to Danielle's. The career fair, earlier in the day, was a bust, but I still have some prospects. Need to settle on a final version of my résumé, something once and for all!

The new Bill Callahan album I enjoyed, though in a way it was in one ear and out the other.

Getting back into reading, too! Some Bazin, Kodwo Eshun's More Brilliant Than the Sun and soon I'll have finally finished Mark Taylor's Journeys to Selfhood. There's also a critical work on Delany I've been enjoying in tandem with re-reading The Mad Man.

tonight: Girls' Nite III!