forgot to mention yesterday: i had lunch at yaffa with michelle and andy, and we were picking over our food when this oddly familiar-looking guy walks by our table. michelle leaned over and was like “that’s not… wait.. is that john digweed?” so we all did a little subtle neck craning and finally gave up and asked the waiter when he came by for coffee refills, and he confirmed that it was, in fact, digweed. you have to love new york.

today: shower, work on snarf’s cd cover, work on india paper, maybe head into the city later. WE SHALL SEE.