If you boil it right down, I only do about four or five different things every week.

On sunday the twelfth, I was the only one attending jazz. After the second set, Jason advised me, "Get The Jazz Theory Book by Mark Levine, and you won't have to go to university for jazz education." Stella financed this, and it's one dense book. It has revealed that the melodic minor scale isn't completely pointless, and that I should be practicing roughly a hundred and sixty-eight scales a day. I also now know that a fine way of notating E7#9sus would simply be Esus#9. I'm slowly learning.

I recently read 1984, which should be read aloud when there's a lull at a party, and am now reading The Crystal World by J.G. Ballard. I attempted to read The Atrocity Exhibition about a year and a half ago, and was lucky to make it over halfway through. I was thinking of taking another stab at it, but O'brien told me, 'Read some of his older stuff first.'

Now, onto the most important of topics. I've begun playing plenty of Pokemon Red again. I was searching high and low for my old strategy guide, when it occurred to me that I may have sold it to Cosima along with my cards and blue version some years ago. I headed over there and asked her. "Nope." Then Nils said, "But you lent it to her, didn't you?" Why he would remember that is beyond me. Cosima went into her room and fetched it within ten seconds. I've since been obsessively making lists of pokemon I don't have, lists of pokemon that I need Cosima to trade to me, etc. I beat Erika last night.

A list of everything I do everyday that I carry with me.