Friday, September 19, 2008

dear dave.

I lost my wallet, but not my way. Luckily I found it - no thanks to Jonathan. Note to everybody: If you find somebody's wallet, and you work at a gym, and you call out for them but they don't hear you, make a fucking effort to call them on the phone. So now I'm living by cash for 7-10 business days - which is a whole new concept for me.

No activity on my stake-out house. The air is breezy and cool. But flies are buzzing around me.

I love this.

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