I wrote about the new Xiu Xiu music video “Dear God, I Hate Myself” over at Thought Catalog.   Check it out, if you can.

The moon is funny. Last night I looked at it from one window. Then, when I woke up at 4:30, I looked at it from the same window and it was gone. Yeah, the earth really rotates.

New Year’s Eve is cold and windy.  Madeline wears a sensual pink dress.  Me, a tweed sport coat looking thing from Italy.  We stop a party in Bethesda, MD and then settle at the DC Coast. Here, a lot of people eye Madeline.  My eyes are on the bartender pouring a shot of Grey Goose.  I don’t drink anything. Madeline takes the shot. We sit down at the table.  Dinner is over.  The waiting staff brings out champagne, people cheer for the New Year.  I smile at Dick Clark on the television screen. Madeline kisses me (––It’s now 2009).

People play beer bong. Then flip cup. While hip-hop blasts from the studio. Deciding to leave I am leaving ridding in a cab sneering (–– kind of like Iggy Pop in that Teddy Bears music video.)

Darkly dazing, depressed out of my mind at High Bar. Closing time. Cab ride. To the next bear is a dream. Some bar. Guy throws punch at Joey. Blood all over shirt.

Went bungee jumping today with Annie in Auburn, CA.