i was really wallering in it for a few days. I had a pity party going befitting of rock stars.
then i discovered the secret to the universe: new records. fark loads of them.
the longest standing romantic relationship i've had in san francisco is with the record stores here. SF record shopping can't be beat.
on that note... special thanks to Leonard at In House. Not only is he adoreable but he knows what I like.
ditto to Guthrie at Tweekin'. Also, Nikola Batayla definitely does me right.
PS --> Every boyfriend I've had since I began DJing claims I ignore them while I play. Look... you may be gone in three months but my records don't seem to have a problem sticking around :-)