2004-08-17 - 11:25 a.m.

late!

again!

are you kidding me? i mean, really, are you?

what is WRONG with you?

we JUST talked about this last week!

and now i shall have to write down what time you come in every single day.

what am i, your keeper?

am i your zookeeper?

this is ape-shit insane.

good grief.

last night i went for drinks with larry and we talked about things like finding a backer for divas.

yes. a backer would be good.

we also talked about various other things like general unhappiness and stepping out of your comfort level. which i thought was funny, because here we were, talking about things, both sitting in enormous armchairs at the algonquin, and i felt like a cross between sherlock holmes and siggy freud, which is a very strange way to feel.

anyway. it was a great evening out. i love the stinking algonquin. it is one of my favorite bars in new york, if only because it feels a lot like old new york.

look! i have gone all lower-case.

jim and i are batting around buying a house in maine. if he goes to chicago, that will be sort of pointless, won't it? that is, having a house in maine. sigh. i would hate to leave the east coast.

kate says i ought to. i just don't know.

good men are too hard to find for me to let this one go, i think.

and o i forgot he reads this thing.

i am all over the place today. i'm supposed to give a presentation which i think will go just fine but we'll have to see. it's with a group i like, at least, and they really do go out of their way to see me even if they don't run with me, so i think it'd better be good. sigh.

more pictures today? nope.

golly.

 

 

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