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When I think of 9/11, I don't think so much of the 11th itself. Everything was so surreal that when I first heard what had happened in New York, I thought it was a sick joke. I couldn't imagine that people would do such a thing. It sank in throughout the day, but the constant repetition on television made it feel like a movie. It didn't feel real for about a week.

At the time, I worked in a building that stands right by the San Francisco Bay, by the Dumbarton bridge, in the flight path of planes landing at SFO. I would go up to the 10th floor to smoke. I was up there when I saw the first plane I had seen in the air since 9/11. It sounded so loud. I stood and watched it as it went all the way past me across the water, down to where I knew the runway was. When I glanced down at the people walking on the path by the water, I could see that they had all stopped, and they were all watching the plane too. We all stood still and watched it until it was safely on the ground. That was when I really felt how different the world had become.

Me: 2, Dream casting director: ...um, a million

The part of my subconscious that does the casting for my dreams really seems to have gotten over her passive-aggressiveness. Last night I dreamed I was a Companion teaching this nice young man named Malcolm the ways of love. :) He was about 19 and all sweet and unguarded and innocent, because even my dreams are canonically sound, damn it.

I think the root of the problems I was having with the casting director and the writers' room is that they're music snobs, because they only ever gave me trouble with musicians. There may be one asshole up there saying "Hey, let's send Charles instead!" but the rest of them take the Wrens seriously enough that they'd be like, "Dude, Charles and Kev are not at all the same thing."

I'd like to get in there and ask them, "Where was this quality control when you couldn't tell the difference between Stone Gossard and Mike McCready?"

And they'd be like, "Hey lady, we don't listen to Pearl Jam. In fact, we thought you were here to compliment us on the brilliant use of Iron & Wine in the soundtrack."

Even if I could confront them, though, I probably wouldn't. You never know what they might do. They could say, "That's it; no more Johnny Depp for you ever."