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today i landed on santorini. i got hoodwinked at the port by the hotelier, i'm not exactly close to Fira. about a mile 1/2 out. it's okay i guess. they have a swimming pool that i intend to use a lot.

i grew a mustache. it looks pretty good i think. clean shaven with a full blown mustache. everyone on Ios seemed to like it. my skin is brown and my eyes are green and i'm wearing a green tee-shirt with a giant octopus on it and i have a mustache. i feel like i'm glowing.

last night i dreamt about strange creatures and 'shadow people' (and how shadow people have been among humans for thousands of years, it was rendered in my dream by petroglyph portraits of shadow people on cave walls, you ever seen a shadow person? it sucks...), the creatures were divided into 3 subgroups. 1. would only animate when you looked at them, they were petrified otherwise (like the bats in Castlevania), but when you looked at them they would beeline 2. would paralize when coming in contact with water, i have an image of me diving into a swimming pool to escape one of them and as soon as it dives in after me it totally freezes up and sort of glides underwater at me like a statue, harmless 3. they looked like regular people, i think most of them looked like regular people, but there was something demonic about them, they reminded me of the vampires in that movie The Hunger, the end scene where they have the cocktail party with a bunch of regular people, their friends and collegues from the university etc, and then when everyone is drunk and relaxed they just start attacking, they start eating all their friends, blood everywhere, they are junkies, that's the correlative, if you haven't seen that movie you should, the final scene where Lily Taylor is walking down the street covered in blood after gorging herself at the party is amazing, it's really horrifying, and for some reason the fact that the movie was shot in black and white makes it even more affective, the best treatment of vampires/ addiction i've ever seen, very realistic, but yeah, the 3rd creatures were like that, just suddenly turning on a group of us, and they were our friends, they were some of you, it makes me a bit sick to think about it.

i'm thinking of staying on santorini for 3 nights, don't know if i will, but i'd like to. i think i'll call susan gevirtz to see if she's on paros yet. if she is then maybe i'll go to paros early. i'm pretty much craving communication with friends. i hate to say it but the greek language sounds foul to me at this point. i've been watching the occasional episode of Entertainment Tonight just to hear American.

if you're my friend please send me an email at merkoneus@yahoo.com, i could really really really use your love. it's not all as pathetic as it sounds but i miss you guys. please write, it would make me very happy.

what's going on on the 4th of July? are we going to do Dolores Park again? i hope so, last year i spent the day and night with Emma and my brother and Kim and a gaggle of folkers and then Becky later on that night. i was telling megan a while ago that i think that night with Beck was one of the happiest nights i've had in San Francisco. there was something in the air, besides fireworks and smoke, it seemed like SF was in a good mood that night and everyone could sense it.

hey Zik, hey Tory, hey Brandon, armand, logan, steve, truman, leslie, megan, erin, jay, trevor, james, emma, adam, david, nevine, louisa, cousin-julia, billy, jonathan, megan-billy's, dim...i miss the old crew, i miss seeing you guys, let's get together a lot when i get back, it's summer in SF, let's try and treat it that way.

i think i'll go to the grocery store now to buy some fruit and some beers. i've been mostly surviving on fruit and yogurt these last few days. it's too hot to eat. it's 12:52pm and it's already 100degrees out. i'm feeling overwhelmed.

hope everyone is sleeping tight and staying warm in SF. remember to turn off your floor heaters when you leave the house. i read a story about the sometimes drummer of Rogue Wave dying in a house fire in oakland a few months ago from a bunk floor heater. that sucks.

and please remember to write. i promise to write back. if if just to drop a line and say 'hey.'

love always,
john