Friday, July 13, 2007
You're right to be cautious. I worry generally - now that we are miles apart most of the time. The last time we met was, as you predicted, another comic deadend. Still we cling, like some sequel-too-far ... I waited by the phone yesterday - as you had requested. You emailed. It felt right. The house is a tip. You were right about that, too. Did you get the book I sent? Hope so. The cheque was secreted between page 56 and 57, as usual. Did you get it? It's raining here. But I don't like the sun. I'm watching tv. It's 6am. What time is with you, I wonder. Your fax-machine never stops. I'm filing everything. Tomorrow, I go home for a while; a weekend or two.