First of all, quit following me around New York City. Second of all, quit stealing the thoughts from inside my head. (thanks for pointing these out, andrew steele. i think.)

Actually, discovering that we have similar back-to-back diary entries doesn't make me feel like we share any kind of spiritual kinship, which is kind of disappointed because what I wouldn't do for some Moby juju. It does, however, make me realize that everyone on the Internet is the same. Ta da! (insert smiley face with the barrel of a gun in its mouth here, followed by winky smiley face. and then an incontinent one right after that. followed by one that looks exactly like moby.)

p.s. nobody listens to techno. (diss!)