August 8| 97| Fort Fuckup
Going to met Dan at 11am to pick up some furniture
Had a great day yesterdy we went to Pepitos and then
we got Martin a mattress and then on to Lowthon for Bernies's
barbecue. I totally enjoyed it. I even swam in the pool
They had excellent hot dogs. Bob drove us back and
Martin loved this.
Bob was going on about how great America is he says
‘I was thinking the other day how lucky I am..I’m white …
I’m American and I’m wealthy..”
‘Yeah but you’re stupid” I said
Martin almost broke something laughing in the back seat
Then we went to the uptowm meeting and after that to Figlios.
It was nice. Plenty of young women around. It rained and Martin
and I walked back. And we met a guy on the street who stopped
us and simply said’ Hey watch out you guys there’s a hell of a
dance party going on across the street” The toilet backed up
which I blame Martin's air-impacted overly incubated shit for.
There hadn’t been a problem till he dumped his anally interned
cargo after travelling 5,000 miles anyway Mikey actually brught
me a plunger and it soon was all water under the ..well you
know what I mean.
Seeing this place through Martin’s eyes tells me there’s no question
that I mad the right decision. I feel young too. I even danced in the
rain with all thise young things. It was excellent .I didn’t even think
twice about it. I feel so liberated like it’s actually ok to be myself.
America will do that for you. And I jumped into that pool yesterday
without being in the slightest biit self-conscious.
I discovered American dollars are waterproof.
Martin says he saw women “gladding him up’ that they were giving him
the “glad eye” He wants to write screenplays and bebecome rich. He likes
Sam Shepherd. I told him he lives around here somewere. Martin really
pissed me off once in Farnce because he said to the owner of the Mercedes
estate that I needed to drive around in, that I couldn’t drive. I nearly didn’t
get the car because of him. We were all staying an extra week.
He was going home with Alex and he wouldn’t even trust me to drive
him to the fucking railway station. I had a driving licence and everything.
But he said this in front of the guy whose car it was. I could have strangled
the cunt He hasn’t said anything about cars at al,l this time.
I‘m at my desk and we heard that BMW like the Santa idea.
I just had lunch and a haircut with Martin. The girl who cut my hair
was really nice. Referring to the life she had in St LaCroix I said,
‘You so don’t know how lucky you are”
I was only patronising her.I didn't actually mean it.
I was just trying to see if I could hit on her.
“Oh yes I do” she says.
That threw me.
Last night we went st see Dreams of Fishes.
I bought the cd Dead Man Walking. And now Martin is always going
on about it ,the mad fuck. I lost the keys ...all of them to my
new house. There I was with a $300,000 house and I’m having to use
the remote control garage door-opener to get in. The neighbour must
be having a fucking howl watching the antics of the their new nutty neighbour.
I don't even have a car.
I’m back now after getting a call from Robert Aarding.
He says he’d like to do my “spot” for nothing
I can’t believe it. Bob looked at me and just says
’You’re a quiet one” meaning I think that he was envious
and respectful at the same time. The guy does seem to be keen though.
I‘ll be in LA (should I say the long form?) Los angeles) Next week
on this BMV print shoot so I’ll hook up with him there. I’m only sad that
Tom Mcfucking Seerson will have to be given a credit on it but I guess it makes
the thing look even more respectable. Little Sid. Harmonica Sid that is, called.
I enjoyed talking to him. It was touching that he should call me from all that distance.
Barbar Yunstein called to ask me about other people she could approach in london
with a view to getting them to come to Killallon. Bitch. I always feel like she conned
me when she got me this job but it’s just paranoia. I hope.
She said the London office had been given the go ahead. Fuck.
I could have stayed there and not come here at all
Still it's a cool place…kind off. I’m enjoying it.
Aren’t I?
Had a great day yesterdy we went to Pepitos and then
we got Martin a mattress and then on to Lowthon for Bernies's
barbecue. I totally enjoyed it. I even swam in the pool
They had excellent hot dogs. Bob drove us back and
Martin loved this.
Bob was going on about how great America is he says
‘I was thinking the other day how lucky I am..I’m white …
I’m American and I’m wealthy..”
‘Yeah but you’re stupid” I said
Martin almost broke something laughing in the back seat
Then we went to the uptowm meeting and after that to Figlios.
It was nice. Plenty of young women around. It rained and Martin
and I walked back. And we met a guy on the street who stopped
us and simply said’ Hey watch out you guys there’s a hell of a
dance party going on across the street” The toilet backed up
which I blame Martin's air-impacted overly incubated shit for.
There hadn’t been a problem till he dumped his anally interned
cargo after travelling 5,000 miles anyway Mikey actually brught
me a plunger and it soon was all water under the ..well you
know what I mean.
Seeing this place through Martin’s eyes tells me there’s no question
that I mad the right decision. I feel young too. I even danced in the
rain with all thise young things. It was excellent .I didn’t even think
twice about it. I feel so liberated like it’s actually ok to be myself.
America will do that for you. And I jumped into that pool yesterday
without being in the slightest biit self-conscious.
I discovered American dollars are waterproof.
Martin says he saw women “gladding him up’ that they were giving him
the “glad eye” He wants to write screenplays and bebecome rich. He likes
Sam Shepherd. I told him he lives around here somewere. Martin really
pissed me off once in Farnce because he said to the owner of the Mercedes
estate that I needed to drive around in, that I couldn’t drive. I nearly didn’t
get the car because of him. We were all staying an extra week.
He was going home with Alex and he wouldn’t even trust me to drive
him to the fucking railway station. I had a driving licence and everything.
But he said this in front of the guy whose car it was. I could have strangled
the cunt He hasn’t said anything about cars at al,l this time.
I‘m at my desk and we heard that BMW like the Santa idea.
I just had lunch and a haircut with Martin. The girl who cut my hair
was really nice. Referring to the life she had in St LaCroix I said,
‘You so don’t know how lucky you are”
I was only patronising her.I didn't actually mean it.
I was just trying to see if I could hit on her.
“Oh yes I do” she says.
That threw me.
Last night we went st see Dreams of Fishes.
I bought the cd Dead Man Walking. And now Martin is always going
on about it ,the mad fuck. I lost the keys ...all of them to my
new house. There I was with a $300,000 house and I’m having to use
the remote control garage door-opener to get in. The neighbour must
be having a fucking howl watching the antics of the their new nutty neighbour.
I don't even have a car.
I’m back now after getting a call from Robert Aarding.
He says he’d like to do my “spot” for nothing
I can’t believe it. Bob looked at me and just says
’You’re a quiet one” meaning I think that he was envious
and respectful at the same time. The guy does seem to be keen though.
I‘ll be in LA (should I say the long form?) Los angeles) Next week
on this BMV print shoot so I’ll hook up with him there. I’m only sad that
Tom Mcfucking Seerson will have to be given a credit on it but I guess it makes
the thing look even more respectable. Little Sid. Harmonica Sid that is, called.
I enjoyed talking to him. It was touching that he should call me from all that distance.
Barbar Yunstein called to ask me about other people she could approach in london
with a view to getting them to come to Killallon. Bitch. I always feel like she conned
me when she got me this job but it’s just paranoia. I hope.
She said the London office had been given the go ahead. Fuck.
I could have stayed there and not come here at all
Still it's a cool place…kind off. I’m enjoying it.
Aren’t I?
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