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I came into my room from a conversation with my roommates in the living room and found a missed call and a message from Stephan saying something had happened that changed how he was thinking about us, and call him soon. I called him right back; he's fine, but turns out there are punch-pranking gay-bashers in Philadelphia who have drive-by jump-out nut-punch nights. The cop car that was right behind their car while they did it didn't even stop, nor chase after them to stop them. Luckily they missed their target and the bruise is on his leg, but this is one of the most upsetting things that has happened to him and he's not upset but I sure am.

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Got a call from Alan (Chanticleer is coincidentally in Philadelphia today) this afternoon to talk about next weekend's Boston show and potential hangout time. It's always way too long between conversations with him; it's so nice to catch up.

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So, you remember how I used to write bad ballads about the mythological alter egos of myself and my three best friends in middle school, and then I translated them into a language I made up and wrote music to one in high school? It's going further now. The Global Attractions CI department concert is partially oriented towards the music of invented geographies. Here is the first draft of my program notes. I am stupidly excited about this (and this is cut down about half from what I started with).

( The capital of Iaguarra, the most central esnivór of the highly individualistic Ailurian nation... )