May 31th, 2001. Thursday
Mail to G-RockWell, let's see. Talking to Nora on the phone. Back in Califorinia, after two years abroad, mostly in Germany, her native land. Now she says she has to pee. Will call me back. Personally, I'd have just peed while talking, and maybe muted the phone, depending on who I was talking to. But that's just me.
Anyhow, she's coming for an extended visit in three weeks. I'm very, very excited. I haven't seen her in a year and a half, and that was for two hours at the airport. So it'll be good. She's amusing me. Can't wait for her to get here.
Let's see. Had an interview for a job today. Signed up for a writing class at the New School. Went to the gym with Rodzilla and almost hurt myself. Got dinner with Matt at Cafe Orlin, and then had a drink at the bar at 7B. Then tried to meet James at the Sidewalk. Didn't find him, saw his girlfriend Rosario, then went back to 7B. Then home, called Nora, she called me back. We're glad she's back stateside. Though she was spouting some malarky about moving back to Germany after her New York visit.
Anyway, big day tomorrow. A whole new era. So I better get some shut-eye. Auf Wiedersehn.
DA&R
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