2002-03-01 - 4:27 p.m.

This is so sweet. What a nice day. I rolled out of bed at 8am. Left the house at nine. Got to work at a quarter to ten. It's Friday and I am leaving right at five. The sun is shining through the urban canyons. My lunchtime falafel was amazing. I got tons of stuff done that I've been putting off for weeks because of editing/writing deadlines. My cubicle is clean.

Last weekend I made a mix tape of Wu-Tang songs. I didn't discriminate between solo material, guest spots, or full-group albums. I started with no agenda -- just kicked it off right, moved on to another good song from there, and so on. A lot of lesser-known sweet album material made the cut, including a lot of stuff from the underrated Wu-Tang Forever. So that's what I've been listening to on the train and during my lunchtime walk through Chelsea.

God am I glad deadlines are over. And that I decided to talk to that girl standing next to me on the F train last week.