8 Oct 96 
 
It would be so ironic if my name was Grace.  Well, kinda. 
 
I have produced three bruises on myself lately -- one from slipping in the  
shower, one from hitting my head on a ceiling (hard to do when you're  
5'4"), and one from who knows where.  Then I mopped my office floor with  
cheap red wine yesterday, since I forgot that I had left a bottle in my  
bookbag.  Well, I stopped forgetting the moment I dropped the bag.  Now my  
shoes are a little darker and my office is a little more fragrant. 
 
I've said my life is a movie, but I think it's the Three Stooges.  Hmmm. 
 
Tonight I am to see El Vez with my cousin at the Mercury Lounge.  My  
cousin Wirt is interning with Anna Sui, and one of his shoe designs is  
going to be used in her fall show.  Neato.