Sleep Recovery Cycle Finished

Reading: Salam Pax
Writing: Here
Thinking: hmm...
Feeling: sad and excited
Sensing: Change

It's odd that the one person that would care to hear a sexual escapade story an whom I might tell it to isn't around. LoL. I guess in a way I'm proud, but of what? 21.59 centimeters, now you see it, now you don't. It's always nice to find someone who enjoys watching porn.

Cardwell reminded me of a year ago when we were at Wolfgang Puck's in Hollywood and I parked in the structure but didn't get my ticket validated. The attendant wouldn't take my receipt from the restaurant so I put my car in park and walked back up to the restaurant. Silly parking people. Silly people in general.

Waiting for Arturo to hitch a ride to Ken's. Lunching today. Showered, ready, thinking of having a literary agent and only knowing them from a distance--never meeting. Then that one fateful day comes and I realize that this person's life would be a fun book to write; interested particularly in the immoral things they do to get a book sold to a publisher.

Reminder: Mark has a book of this stuff I need to read.

To Sex in the City tonight or not... I'll mull it over on lunch.