Foggy Santa Monica
Not much writing. Can’t be good, can it? I’ve been reading a lot. I end up swallowing whole books in a day and can’t say if I actually enjoyed them. I just read and flip the pages and I’m done and the book goes back on the shelf. Can’t figure out if it says something about the book or me. And it’s cloudy here almost every single day. Cross east over the 405...
oh yeah listen to this piece about the WORST PEOPLE EVER IN NYC. http://thehairpin.com/2011/10/the-best-time-i-occupied-wall-street#more