October 10th, 2001

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I decided it was alright for me to get a pedicure today. It was getting pretty bad, I hadn't dealt with my chippy bright green polish, and dry cracking toes since prior to Burning Man. I think I was doing some kind of self-punishment survivor guilt thing by not going and getting one. It just didn't seem fair that I could go do something so well, hedonistic, when so many people are suffering. But then I thought of those wonderful Vietnamese woman who I love so much, and they need the business, and my toes were looking pretty freakish, so I went and was really glad I did. Of course all the women who go there are ex-models, you know, the glam trophy wives of wealthy men. I swear every one who comes in the door is stunning. I feel like such an ooky frump girl by comparison.

We're having green corn tamales from El Cholo for dinner tonight. I just thought you should know : )

Love you,
Wacqui
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Hey I just saw a story on real TV, yes I watch it, about a Russian couple who lived for two weeks in the glass walled, bottom corner, of a department store. I love stuff like this. I really like Tilda Swinton, because aside from her being a solid actor, she slept in a glass box at The Serpentine Gallery in London. Very cool.

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Man, how did I turn out to be Al Gore? Oh well, I guess it makes sense because I kinda like the guy. I wish he'd won. I called my Aunt Jani the other day when my Mother was there. One of the first things Jani said to me was, "Thank God we don't have that asshole Al Gore in the White House sitting around with his thumb up his ass." My family are so different from me, big huge sad sigh.