Last night was the Stranger's party at Neumo's for Miranda July.  The usual artsy types were there:  Sean Nelson, "Awesome," Sarah Rudinoff, the woman from the future, the Turtleneck.  And us.  Me, Misch, Ingrid, Hila, Peter.  Now, I probably wasn't in the best mental space; I've gone out late every night this week and had nearly died via Jalapeno ( Read more... )