a thief can only steal from you, he cannot break your heart
today was a standard day; slacking at work, coffee with my great ex-boss Jason and a lone lunch at Leo's reading my future grad advisor's excellent book on women in Japan. enjoyed the decadent pleasure of driving to and from work, as Liz is out of town for a conference, and made my homemade "cyclone" chili, (listening to Ellitt Smith and Gram Parsons)and also a salad and brussel sprout and brocoli, enjoyed with a glass of fair-to-middlin' French red wine. finished the most recent New Yorker fiction section.
later, a fresh peach and attempts to resist joining others in nightlife.
later, a fresh peach and attempts to resist joining others in nightlife.