2:51am Neurosies. Neurosis. Neurotica.
I had a dinner date with Ryan. We ate at Olamendis in Laguna Beach. I liked it. The view from the patio was serene. Our margaritas were nothing to write home about, but strong.
I bought Reeses Pieces on my lunch break yesterday. "Peanut Butter candy in a crunchy shell." Tasty. I remember the big hype over this candy from the movie, E.T. back in 1982. It was such a treat to get candy when we were kids. Now, I rarely go out of my way to buy it. I'm scarfing it down. It's my knee-jerk reaction to not feeling right.
So I began the dialogue, but I started too late and had to go to work. I'm fucked. My read on the eyes is either the answers are unknown to him or the answer is known but doesn't want to express it to me. In either case, it's not where I am. Damn.
15 pages for the month. Hmm.