Saturday, 09 February 2002 | Byline

What do you think that is? Answer: it's my byline in the paper. (It says Photos by Lisa Whiteman. In actuality it's written vertically, and I've enlarged it a little here.) Last time my photos were published, it was under the wrong name altogether. Maybe next time I'll get three-fourths of my name, and, after that, the whole thing.

Today I composed a new gray cat by uniting the dust under my bed, helped take a couch to the thrift store, and ate my first fake bacon, complete with fake marbled fat. Up and down all day. Sometimes I don't know where my bad mood comes from, but sometimes I think it's because I don't want to look. Just like that dust cat under the bed, who's been hiding there this whole time.