elephants and snakes

i'm sitting on my friend gina's bed, waiting to go to dinner.
last night i read, as i often do when i'm stressed out, the entirety of The Little Prince.
it didnt work.
but what does work is that thursday is my favorite night at clark.
obviously, the office, but something about open mic night and sitting in the bistro with the people who just get it.
its really nice.
part of me wishes i was where i was last week: sitting at the pb, arguing with the waiter, and buying too much snack food at the supermarket...
but we cant have everything, and i'm pretty happy with what i've got.
oh yeah. and evan's coming.