I know I should do my homework. I’ve had a full week to, but every time I sit down to do it I put on some music. I just want to listen to music. I also read. I read plenty of E.L. Docorow’s Ragtime, more than required already. And so that I don’t finish that I read some more of the first volume of Bob Dylan’s Chronicles. Of course I’ve also been reading some Thompson, and also some of Harvey Pekar’s comic book, American Splendor.

I typed up what I have of an essay, even wrote a couple more sentences. Whenever I am revived from my trance I start writing something but it’s always something like this.