I wanted to be a teacher. I love children so I wanted to deal with children. Then I wanted to be a veterinarian. But by the age of ten or eleven when I opened my mouth and said 'Oh God what's this?' I kind of knew teaching and being a veterinarian were gonna have to wait.
I woke up full of hate and fear the day before the most recent peace march in San Francisco. This was disappointing: I'd hoped to wake up feeling somewhere between Virginia Woolf and Wavy Gravy.
