I've been Swayed by the Cool.

I've been Swayed by the Cool.
March, 2005

Feeling like a sidekick lately. Just kind of sidelined, around for a good story, a bonus item to someone else's day. It's really not all that horrible of a place to be. I have fun at it, I'm not really a center-of-attention kind of girl. I'd rather be a little quiet, fill a bit of empty space. It's a lot of responsibility to be a headliner. While Cat 5 years ago had no problem being larger than life, current-Cat is a bit more mild mannered. I'm just as adventurous, just as reckless, but probably more internalized.

But every so often, when the principles aren't available to go eat curry or sit on a happy-hour patio with me, I think it might be nice to be a little more than that.

(The wiki article on sidekicks is pretty great. I also cannot stop listening to the Gaslight Anthem.)

A dozen or so rhythms.

It's official. For the rest of the month, all I care about is punk rock. Sorry work, sorry friendships, sorry pictures, you're all on the back burner.

Rio Grande.

Missing home. Fall's the best back there. The chile's fresh, the air is cold and Zozobra's burning away the anxieties of an entire state. I'll be back there soon, I'm sure. Just wish it was closer. It's a completely different world out here sometimes. This river would be laughed at in Oklahoma, the mighty Rio Grande is nothing.

Completely unrelated side note, I have no idea how to turn an internet-crush into a real-life-crush. I'm just way too awkward.

Who'd of thought?

Don't take no nerve when you got nothing to guard.

Echo!
Echo.
Echo?
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