eat your heart out
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2000.01.11
I was listening to a NIN song (it's called (Too) Physical, I believe, and for the first time I noticed that he says something like 'Eat your heart out, Stevie' at the beginning.
I ran into another MD afficionado on the subway. We enthused about MD for a while, then he started asking about the various online MD dealers. Apparently, he's dead set against mdnow.com after some bad experiences of his own and those he's read from other sources.
In the evening, Sara and I went to a travel agency in Bloor West Village and bought our tickets. $5k later, we are on our way.