A spring day. Getting up too early, then sleeping in a bit too long. Sun's already teasing naïve but courageous chicks to bare their flesh. One has to love it. Hmm.
Clocking in, confirming figures are still on track. Charming. Disappearing for lunch to a nearby coffee shop soon, having a great chat with a random chick and the favourite waitress. Having the usual without a need to order. Kindly declining to hit Jim Beam with meal. Slipping back to office just in time for pup serving beers. No thanks, it's definitely sucking.
Heading for dinner, giving a go to movies, Steve Buscemi's Interview. Wondering what Theo would think, were he still around.
Party later tonight. Compulsory, of course, at least it feels that way. Shall we have anything? Shall we go nice and clean? Shall we shave? Bath, cigar and scotch, how about it? Minus scotch, how about that?
Few calls concerning the show. Yeah, hon', coming, will be there by midnight. Cool. Don't worry. Love you, too.
Playing with the mobile, then switching it off. Why not? Earplugs, Ursiny, midnight beach like in the old days. Suppose circle has to close.
It's time. Sample of happiness. Let's make a summer!
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